Dave's breath leaves him in a quick, shuddering rush, and he can't quite stop the way his head tips slightly to the side, exposing that scarred mark Gamzee left on him the last time - and concealing the matching one on the other side of his neck, the one from Tavros.

"Well, I ain't in a corner yet," he says softly, and his drawl is just a little more present than usual, "and I'm sure as hell not small and cute, but I guess I can give you a run before that bite, if that's what you really want."

And in the blink of an eye, he's gone, halfway down the corridor in a flash step, and already prepping for another.