Dave groans, half from those hips jerking down into his, half from the way he can feel his shoulders creak painfully as Gamzee yanks on his arms. So he goes when he's pulled up, scrabbling to get his feet under him, staggering back against Gamzee's body.

The troll is lanky, and thinner than Dave, it's true - but he's also so much stronger, and at this kind of disadvantage, there's really little Dave can do except go where he's led.