David sees the approach, how could he miss the flash of those crimson wings. If nothing else, David had years of experiencing spotting the movement of people who definitely went too fast by normal human metrics. He would ignore the fact that him and people who went fast were complicated, he was just watching the approaching hero thanks.

The shouting of his name was almost amusing though.

"Oh, you know, only an hour and a half. But that's all because I'm too stubborn to ask for help."

The keys beeped. And... Nothing came from that. No click of locks, no car coming to life. David sighed and put his head against the steering wheel, because of course that would fail. When he'd helped Sephiroth the keys had opened the car but... He hated this.

"Car's extra durable inside," he said when he lifted his head, a blade of golden-yellow light forming in his hand. As if to demonstrate his point he attempted to drive the blade into the dashboard and it just tinked off.

"Normally I could cut things like this. The outside, though, it's just a normal car I think. Well, at least Sephiroth was able to cut the thing up."