She shoots Dave a look, finally, letting her annoyance show just slightly. He isn't helping, butting in like this, and she's realising sorely how she misses her own Dave. He'd know where she was coming from, he'd be on her side, not this troll's. It's just a difference, but it's enough to remind her that this isn't just a younger version of the Dave she knows, but another entirely.

Not that she'll bring it up like that, Rose knowing how he gets over these things. And not with this troll here, Rose glancing her way once more when she speaks. And she says nothing, biting her tongue on all she could say and merely raising a brow, her look pointed as she watches Terezi turn to go.

Good riddance in her book.