[It takes him a minute to respond. He barely parsed Stan's words as anything more than distant sounds. He tries to hit upright, but that immediately brings him nothing but intense regret. His vision swims and his sinuses beat a steady rhythm through most of his everything.]
Fine
[He sounds anything but fine, but he didn't want to alert Stan? Throw a wrench in their plan? Getting sick would make things complicated for them, right? So he had to be fine. Dipper reaches around for one of the rolls of toilet paper he stole at a previous stop and tries to do something about his nose. It's a very pathetic sight as he tries to pat around the floor of the car for something that's sitting in the chair next to him.]
Where are we?
[He puts effort in sounding better, and goes for normal small talk.]
mulletstan
[It takes him a minute to respond. He barely parsed Stan's words as anything more than distant sounds. He tries to hit upright, but that immediately brings him nothing but intense regret. His vision swims and his sinuses beat a steady rhythm through most of his everything.]
Fine
[He sounds anything but fine, but he didn't want to alert Stan? Throw a wrench in their plan? Getting sick would make things complicated for them, right? So he had to be fine. Dipper reaches around for one of the rolls of toilet paper he stole at a previous stop and tries to do something about his nose. It's a very pathetic sight as he tries to pat around the floor of the car for something that's sitting in the chair next to him.]
Where are we?
[He puts effort in sounding better, and goes for normal small talk.]