John is glancing at Dave from the driver's side. He's surprised Dave is even shrinking into the seat like that. Maybe it was the way that he had raised his voice? John bites his lips and shrinks back into his own seat.

"Look dude, I'm sorry." He has a feeling his apology is going to fall on misguided ears however, it seems like Dave think John may hate him in some way. This wasn't the case at all, and what Dave had just said proved to John that this was the same Dave Strider he'd known so long ago.

"It's been five years without a best friend." Plus all the fake friends that John had accumulated over the years. They'd ditched him, as he had earlier remembered. John hadn't been able to afford to go to a University. Bad memories from senior year, blah blah.

"Are you really not going to hear me out Dave?"