[That grinding makes Dave groan softly, in the back of his throat, and it's even worse because he knows what Gamzee is packing down there, and if past experiences with Tav are any indication, he also knows it's fucking amazing.]
[But then the game is changing - because it's true, Dave can't hold a candle to the raw strength of any of the trolls, let alone one who's gone hate-crazy - and Dave can feel the bones in his knees creaking. And then he's tumbling across the floor, long-trained muscles taking over on instinct so he winds up in a crouch, broken sword in hand.]
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[But then the game is changing - because it's true, Dave can't hold a candle to the raw strength of any of the trolls, let alone one who's gone hate-crazy - and Dave can feel the bones in his knees creaking. And then he's tumbling across the floor, long-trained muscles taking over on instinct so he winds up in a crouch, broken sword in hand.]