"I'll relent. Anything can have a dick." Dave is right. He can admit that. The guild comment interests him though, and he considers it a moment before turning his head to look at him. "What's their aim? Didn't think anybody in this place'd be too keen on roughhousing." It's perked him up a bit. That's his kind of busy. "You thinkin' of joinin'?"

Clearly there are no feels here, just an opportunity to fight or whatever.

"You ain't learned how to be upstanding or moral from me. Where'd you get that?" Deadpanned, but lazily enough that it's clear he got the joke. And oddly, he doesn't mind Dave using his arm as a pillow. It's a little like when he was a real tiny baby and slept in his arms.

He flexes his fingers, just a little. Pins and needles. He doesn't mind that either. "Comfortable?" He's not calling him out. Just commenting.