Then he hears it. Good for you, words that rarely ever pass through Bro's lips. Hell, Bro is even smiling - or coming as close to a smile as he's capable of, probably, Dave thinks; the guy is a stone cold unfeeling ninja, after all.

And Dave... can't seem to even process it at first. Marie's words echo in his head as his brain struggles to restart its operating system.

"Everybody's always talking about how much they care about their friends or how much they value their relationships, but when their ass is on the line, it takes 'em no time at all to abandon those so-called beautiful bonds. In the end, all anybody ever cares about is themselves; they just want to dress it up all pretty and pretend they're above that, as if they're not just making these friendships so they can profit from 'em. Makes me wanna puke."

And hadn't she shown him that, time and time again? Friends backstabbing each other to save their own skin, friendships collapsing over tiny things. Friendships that, ultimately, amounted only to convenience and were soon abandoned the moment they ceased to be convenient.

Bro would feel that way too, wouldn't he? Bro would laugh at the idea of friendship, of needing friends. Bro doesn't need friends, after all. He's strong, he's self-sufficient - and he'd want Dave to be that way, too. It... makes sense.