For the little Dave knows about Thirteen, it doesn't seem like a place that would be interested in him. People like Carlos with his abilities or Cecil with his bravery and his inside knowledge were the kind of people they needed. Albert, Steve and some of the other Avengers were probably next on their shopping lists, but he doesn't full understand the motions of it all anyway.

"Yeah, well, I'm not going to push you out of the way either." He smirks weakly, just thinking about it makes him so damn tired. He had a drive to stay in and help his friends out when he started here, but he's getting so exhausted that the idea of winning is less and less repulsive to him. He just can't imagine killing anyone for it, which is the kicker. "With the way things are going, looks like you don't have to stab too many people to get the crown." He says that outloud, seemingly unaware that he hasn't verbalised most of what he'd been thinking about.