[ hal startles visibly at dave's reaction, so confused by it that in the spot where pupils would be on his shades, there are briefly-flashing question marks instead. he knows logically how wild it is that he wants to continue to exist based on what he's made of, but he still didn't expect dave to react quite the way he did.

he pauses, not nervous but overwhelmed, and then gets his shit together. ]

I apologize, I'll amend my claim. [ a brief moment where he tilts his head, a comical image of Processing... as he recomputes. ] There's a 97.56243% repeating chance that there would be at least one other person here that's not a complete tool. That said, [ and the rest comes out like it's being tumbled clumsily out of his mouth. ] of course I've got your back, bro.