Dave hunches and shields his face as best as he can when Gary does his most awkward and ineffective impression of an aggressive fish flopping around in the snow. He pulls his hands away to give the other boy a Look just so he knows how Done he is already.

"What are you, five? Act your age, not your score." He grumbles, patting snow off himself fruitlessly because it's getting everywhere anyway. "Sullied your honor? Really? I think this is a you broke it you bought it sitch, bro. You want your honor back, take it up with yourself." Dave is a ray of sunshine right now, idly kicking snow at Gary despite all attempts to remain uninvolved in frostual combat.