[They burrow into his side, resting their head against his chest. They can pick up on his heartbeat, and it's soothing. Grounding. It makes them feel just that little bit closer to him, and they enjoy it.]

Yeah? Of course I'm going to call you out. [They'll call you out all day every day if that's what it takes.] I care about you, not the things you do to me.

[What a dummy.]

Also we're supposed to be able to talk about shit, you know? I learned that.