Okay, this? This is Dave completely abandoning the coolkid look for a moment to laugh hysterically, hands wrapped around his abdomen as he gasps for air.

"Fuckin'-- guns? Your superpower was just neverending guns? Holy shit." Grinning ear to ear, Dave shakes his head. "Jesus fuckin' Christ. Y'got heros flyin' around and using super strength and all that shit with morals so far up their ass they can't even think of killin' anyone without breakin' out in hives, and you just have an endless supply of guns to shoot people with between bouts of spooky black mistform. Oh my god."

Also lost for the moment, it seems, is his control on his accent. Which he evidentally has, a slight twang slipping into his words.