Dukat pokes his head into Weyoun's room to smooth over a disagreement...
Only to find Weyoun lurking in his trash-cave in total darkness. He stares back, his large irises shining in the dark, a low hiss issuing forth from the darkness as he defends his garbage hoard like a feral thing...
Dukat closes the door and leaves. He could smooth things over during normal person hours instead.
@lunarcorvid , oh my god, you're right










