[ Honestly Dave is not really thrilled with being randomly selected for something with so much responsibility, but he is. Kind of trying? Maybe trying. But his ideas are sort of the least helpful because honestly he doesn't really get the point. Exploring randomly seems like the best bet mission-wise for him, and also his priorities are shit. ]

Okay, but consider: a mission dedicated to finding an underwater apple forest.

[ This is probably the sixteenth time he's come up with a dumbass plan relating to apples. ]

Or, again, we could totally use some people mixing up sweet jams. Not that I'm not into Ursula's tunes, but we could use some variety, y'know? I'm dying here. Just give me some kinda mixing equipment and I'll make up for the lack.

[ Neither of these ideas sounds like something that's going to get them out of this room...Dave's laying on one of the beds a little weirdly, his legs crossed and leaning against the glass of the conservatory wall while he eyes his partner upside down from underneath opaque shades. He's not taking those off, even though they're underwater. ]

[ Dave...has actually tried more than once. He is sitting cross-legged on the floor in one of the labs, head in his hands, surrounded by a ton of different kinds of drink bottles. Why hasn't he given up yet? Possibly he just has nothing better to do with his life, or he's just trying to see how far down the rabbit hole of wrong shit he can go.

He's...ah, he's kind of laughing, helplessly. ]

No, man, I - oh my god what even is this? I want apple juice. Or coffee. Completely willin' to cut off my own arm here for either or. Or my leg. Hell, have my head if you want it, although that'd be hella awkward and actaully then how would I even drink the stuff. What did you bring me, anyway, this tastes weird. Not that I don't appreciate the effort, but who's in charge of alchemization here?

...I mean, it ain't like I can alchemize aj either, but I'm pretty fucking sure I can alchemize some better coffee. I have mad coffee skills now. It's actually pretty impressive, anyone else could tell you so.

[ The droid is predictably not going to be responding to like. Any of that. Maybe you can instead? ]

I'd say somethin' about this deck of cards, but honestly artistically speaking I'm pretty sure this is better than usual.

[ HE'LL KEEP THESE, EVEN IF THEY'RE WRONG. The "creative differences" on the playing cards are pretty avant garde and. Entirely shitty mspaint, honestly. Dave loves these, they almost make up for the lack of aj or coffee. ]

[ There's definitely the desire to swim, but Dave's been able to hold it back just enough to be pacing inside the room leading out into the ocean. He's geared up, mostly, though his breathing apparatus is off and he hasn't swapped goggles for shades. Said shades are shoved up on top of his head as he rubs at his temples, though. ]

- No, no, no, I'm not about the horrorterror life, I'm not Rose... [ He's also kind of just muttering to himself as he walks around the room, clearly trying to avoid the whole swim-at-night-because-dreams deal but circling back closer to the entrance every time and looking annoyed with himself because of it.

He doesn't jump when he notices someone else, but he does squint at them, eyes bright red in the faint bio-light. ]

Yo. Sup?