Ranboo, for their part, remains an inert lump there on the bedroom floor, watching Dirk with a quiet anger that they're much too wrung out to actually voice in any way. They don't understand why he's bothering with this. What's the point. It seems silly considering what's going on, considering that they don't even want to be here anymore. Is he trying to... ah, they can't think clearly enough to even theorize.

Regardless, they simply sit there, still and silent other than their pained breathing, waiting for Dirk to finish his task so they can at least try to sleep.