The following morning Dirk woke up bright and early after maybe four hours of sleep (more than sufficient), changed (fuck his God PJs today he was just wearing his shirt and pants) and set himself up in a corner of the room to quietly work on some spare robotics parts he had in his sylladex. It was an effective distraction, keeping him from watching Jake sleep like he had hours before, or like he had for a while when he first woke up, too. He didn't need to think about any of this right now.