There's something about Feferi that makes going about your business in a terrible place a little more cheerful. Dave is suddenly looking forward to finding old Strider with her, and Karkat. And. Fish. She makes this too easy.

"If you can stand the stench you can meet the ancient hobo. I mean, Karkat. We can visit the museum of Strider as well, if he hasn't concealed himself with his forest-man-magic." He gives his chin a contemplative stroke, slowly easing more into the contact. The fact that it's dark and concealed away from everyone and everything makes it easier to just relax about it all.

"Well. My planet was literally made of fire. And heat. And I'm from Texas. I was destined to be at least fifty percent lava god." He holds his hands out in front of them, then moves them so they can press inelegantly against Feferi's face. "What was your planet anyway?"