Duly noted. That's fair. Though if you specifically told me to fuck off, I don't know that I'd come back. [ Dirk sounds so like the humans of K's home universe with that one phrase directed at him that it makes him more than a little uncomfortable. But moving on. ] I'm sorry others have made you feel that way — that you're overwhelming or annoying. I wish you'd talk to me more in whatever way you're comfortable with. That's all.

[ There's a flicker of amusement when Dirk puts his hands on his hips, though the defensiveness that follows makes K feel bad. ]

I know. It's very kind of you to offer me that. Kind of you to do that for her, too. I didn't mean anything by it.

[ The described state of Dirk's kitchen is met with the most deadpan, unimpressed look, but by this point he's kind of had the wind knocked out of his sails (his own fault, he thinks) and he can't muster much teasing beyond that. He'd rather not risk making Dirk feel defensive again, anyway. ]

All right... We should probably do something about that, if you want to? Do you have a backpack or bag? You're going to need it.

[ Because their shopping trip just got substantially bigger if they're going to do something about the sorry state of Dirk's kitchen. ]