Dave was good at pretending that he hadn't noticed the casual ogling, simply keeping his eyes on the movie as he shifted occasionally to get more comfortable without lying back on the floor entirely. "That's one of the greatest fuckin' human mysteries, you know? Nobody ever actually found a definitive answer for why that chicken was always crossing that goddamn road." He shook his head some, then looked back at Gamzee in time to obviously catch him. There wasn't much to look at really, just tone along his chest, shoulders and arms leading down to a lean stomach with no navel, which he doubted Gamzee would question, given what he could remember about troll anatomy.

He started to wonder about that, the more of the movie they watched. Seeing multicolor innards on the screen felt cartoonish to him, in a grisly sort of way, but he knew it was different for trolls. It was the same way with a lot of their more physical inclinations, he found; it felt like a parody of human life, when really it was likely that humanity looked that way to trollkind. Or what was left of it, anyway.

That led to wondering if it was the same way with their porn. He wondered if they even had porn, or if it had been outlawed for the sake of the propagation of the species, or whatever stupid reason the Condescension could come up with. He'd have to ask Gamzee about all of that later.

for now, he simply quirked an eyebrow up at Gamzee looking at him, the softest smirk on his face.