@invaderofdoom ( x )
-- ❝ I...realize that. ❞
[A somewhat frustrated sigh; here he was, attempting to extend his sympathies toward Zim ( against all better judgment ), and the extraterrestrial was shooting them down at every turn. He found himself rather conflicted on whether to even bother trying to cheer him up -- he’d finally won, after all, even if the human race would never realize it, and boosting his mood might alter that reality forever. But...he could relate to Zim’s “dilemma,” more than the alien realized. Hearing that he’d lost the respect of his leaders, the only people he looked up to, was like a reflection of his own struggle with his father...]
❝ It might not be the same, but...I’m just saying that I can understand what you’re going through. ❞ [Dib awkwardly rubbed at one of his arms, desperately struggling to avoid eye contact. This was suddenly becoming more personal than he intended for it to be, and he was starting to regret ever making this move.] ❝ You just said they aren’t coming...that your mission isn’t “real” to them. Well...my dad’s the same way. He doesn’t believe in anything I do. ❞