Dave looked back at him, but only briefly before slipping his shades back on. "You got my back, I'll have yours as long as possible, man." He offered Gamzee another small smirk, then held out his hand to shake. "You crawl on outta your vents again, I got no doubt you'll know where to find me. Should probably chill out on that though, look at this shit." He tilted his head toward the scars littered across Gamzee's arms and the backs of his hands from crawling around in such tight, uneven spaces.