[David looks up, over his shades--lavender eyes, like Rose's. A lighter kind of blonde, too. He had intended to keep them on for now, because shade from the tree or not, it was a bright day. But whatever. He captchalogued the sunglasses with a flick of his wrist. When he speaks...yeah, this definitely is not the Dave you're looking for. It sounds almost...hollow. But beyond that, definitely inflections more in line with how Rose speaks than how Dave does.]
David. Do I know you? I think I'd recall meeting someone like you, but one can never be too sure these days.
[He'd be annoyed, if he didn't think watching Tavros's reaction to his presence was amusing as fuck. Kind of a terrible person? Only a little.]
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David.
Do I know you? I think I'd recall meeting someone like you, but one can never be too sure these days.
[He'd be annoyed, if he didn't think watching Tavros's reaction to his presence was amusing as fuck. Kind of a terrible person? Only a little.]