Even with the blush, Dave's so straightforward in a way that pleases Maxxie, as much as his words do. It's strange how admitting to what you like can take confidence and trust. He's not baring his soul to Maxxie right now or anything like that, but it's good to hear some things, some simple things, and not have to worry about a double meaning.

"Better than waking up alone," he replies, smiling. "With or without a hangover. Even if the Compound beds are a little small."