[Dave didn't mean to give the impression that he actually cares about quarantine property, but now he's in too deep.

He shakes his head.]

You fixed it. It's fine. [He tilts his head to the side, as if sizing Jon up for a moment before he uprights himself.]

That's true, I guess. I wouldn't be beating someone with heat vision up, personally. Or anyone, because I'm not a caricature middle school rival from a teen drama.