he's not invincible. the ever growing list of dead daves is visible proof of that, it reminds him every second of this game. still, somehow, he didn't think he'd be dead this quickly, throat cut and bright red staining clothes and skin, leaving behind a mess and a disgusting metallic smell. certainly not the best way to go, but he supposes its the price he pays for doing his best to protect his friends, and somehow still failing.
a little more pleasant on the other hand, is waking up in a dream bubble, free of pain and any evidence of death, aside from the blank white his eyes have turned to. not that anyone could see, as they're still hidden behind his shades. he's quick to adjust to the new situation, multiple lands bleeding together in a strange scene, pulled from collective memories. he makes himself start moving through the dream bubble before he has time to stop and think, to stop and berate himself for everything he did wrong in his timeline. he'll avoid that for as long as he can.
it doesn't take long for him to find someone, a person ( can he even call her a person? ) he's never seen before, definitely not human. he has to piece it together, the horns, the symbol on her shirt, the strange grey skin. definitely a troll, probably terezi. he's about ninety percent sure that it's terezi. he takes his chances with being wrong, it's not like he'll die, " terezi? is that you? "