Once he's done bitching, Dave is pretty ready for the inevitable barrage of insults that trolls are so well known for. He's used to being a whining guppy or whatever, nothing is ever going to silence his insatiable desire to complain. Except. Maybe. Feferi taking it differently than he'd expected her to.

That said, her reaction is essentially what he's been considering doing ever since he made himself the Jim Belushi of this situation. He can't help letting out the most awkward snort of laughter at her, despite sympathising with the reaction.

"You wanted to mack on me and you though it'd be perfect?" He sounds so sincere in his confusion. "Princess- do you even know who you're dealing with?" He asks, edging up to her until he's as close to her side as he can get without actively going in for a hug. Instead? He's going to poke her side. "C'mon hot stuff, an attitude like that isn't going to get us to the finals."