"Yeah," Though, he didn't have much of a response to that. It was plain as day that time powers were awesome only after one no longer had them. He was certain Davesprite and every other Dave felt the same as this guy. Still, he was determined to think that maybe he didn't need them--or, maybe he was just the wrong guy to have them entirely. If he had some wind powers like John, he could have probably been a little happier. He wouldn't have had to weigh things nearly as much as he did. That windy asshole could get away with doing whatever the hell he wanted without concerning himself with keeping the structural integrity of a universe intact by making sure a turtle didn't get crushed by a rock or something obscenely small and infinitesimally important.

Really, he was just full of complaints left and right--something he knew was stupid and normal for teenagers, but still a burden on him none the less. Deciding for a moment to just quit thinking about himself, Dave paused to consider the life that this guy likely lived. All he could really do was ask one question he was sure had to be asked.

"Hey. Puppets are fucking awful, right?"