Dave takes a minute to consider that, but the decision is pretty easy. Things have gotten back to a place he's comfortable with, more black than red, and that makes all the difference.

To be completely honest, he doesn't know if he can go again, but that doesn't really seem like a relevant point right now. He's a teenage boy, after all, and he's gone more than once with Tavros before - he doesn't think it'll take him any longer than it'll take Gamzee to be good again.

But he's sure as hell not going to make it easy. As far as he's concerned, that last round was a draw, so he's still ahead - by...whatever fucking weird scoring system he's using for this.

That little flick of Gamzee's tongue against his lips draws Dave's attention, and with no warning, he slides into Gamzee's space and seals their mouths together, kissing the troll aggressively.