Excitement, in David's book, often meant terrible things. Yes, he absolutely related. And a world where heroes wasn't needed would be the best world there could ever be. He could understand that desire.

What he didn't understand, and also didn't complain about, was the arm around his shoulder. That made him smile. David was a man that thrived on touches, and beyond a few poorly thought out ones, he'd mostly been seeking his physical contact from his two best friends here. This? This was wonderful, and he even leaned into it a bit.

"Sephiroth would very likely count as repressed in several ways by my analysis. But he seemed to relax a little sometimes. You? You seem like you could really let loose and even learn how to chill."