[Dusty offers Devo a little smile when he says it, and hesitates for just a moment before continuing on.]
I had really terrible parents who raised me for my most formative years, when I was really little and all the like, neurons were forming and stuff. They were just really bad people, bad opinions they tried to teach me, bad behaviour, bad everything. But now I'm grown up, I'm 27 years old and I have my own thoughts and feelings and morality and all of that. I think there's a part of you deep inside that's just you regardless of what you've been taught, and that part stays intact no matter what.
[That bit about crying makes Dusty laugh, sudden and impulsive. It isn't a teasing or mocking laugh at all, though, just a sort of surprised one.]
Oh, don't worry. I know it sucks to be embarrassed, especially if it makes you cry, but I'll still want to make friends with you even if that happens, okay? I'm not gonna judge you based on the truth serum version of you!
[It's interesting, though, meeting someone like this for the first time. Unable to lie or hide things or act suave - somehow it feels nice, like he's meeting the real person instead of the well-mannered fake that usually shows up first. And it's also funny, because he's realizing that he's being pretty honest and straight-forward in return, just by osmosis. It doesn't seem fair to put on that front when Devo can't.]
It's good to meet you, Devo. I'm Dusty Fields. And you're not making a bad first impression. If it helps any, I'm trying to be honest and spill my guts in return so you're not alone. Oh, hey, here's the booth, one sec-
[And, stepping forward, one hand rested on Devo's forearm so he doesn't lose him in the crowd, Dusty asks if there's an antidote for the truth serum.]
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[Dusty offers Devo a little smile when he says it, and hesitates for just a moment before continuing on.]
I had really terrible parents who raised me for my most formative years, when I was really little and all the like, neurons were forming and stuff. They were just really bad people, bad opinions they tried to teach me, bad behaviour, bad everything. But now I'm grown up, I'm 27 years old and I have my own thoughts and feelings and morality and all of that. I think there's a part of you deep inside that's just you regardless of what you've been taught, and that part stays intact no matter what.
[That bit about crying makes Dusty laugh, sudden and impulsive. It isn't a teasing or mocking laugh at all, though, just a sort of surprised one.]
Oh, don't worry. I know it sucks to be embarrassed, especially if it makes you cry, but I'll still want to make friends with you even if that happens, okay? I'm not gonna judge you based on the truth serum version of you!
[It's interesting, though, meeting someone like this for the first time. Unable to lie or hide things or act suave - somehow it feels nice, like he's meeting the real person instead of the well-mannered fake that usually shows up first. And it's also funny, because he's realizing that he's being pretty honest and straight-forward in return, just by osmosis. It doesn't seem fair to put on that front when Devo can't.]
It's good to meet you, Devo. I'm Dusty Fields. And you're not making a bad first impression. If it helps any, I'm trying to be honest and spill my guts in return so you're not alone. Oh, hey, here's the booth, one sec-
[And, stepping forward, one hand rested on Devo's forearm so he doesn't lose him in the crowd, Dusty asks if there's an antidote for the truth serum.]