If there's anything that scares Dave more than being comforted, it's being alone. Granted, he's been isolating himself intentionally. It's just easier to accept being alone when he's closing himself off from people, not the sick feeling of abandonment he gets when someone so much as leaves the room.

"I would rather do anything than sit here than talk in circles about how crap everything is." He remarks bitterly, scraping his teeth over his bottom lip before he moves to grab at her wrist. He isn't normally so quick to get tactile, but words can't describe how much he doesn't want her to walk out right now.

"Don't." It's one word, but he manages to weigh a lot of desperation in it. He lets her go quickly, he doesn't want to be an asshole and jerk her around. He brings his hand to his neck to rub awkwardly. "Please?"