Dave cannot possibly imagine why Horvath wouldn't trust him to accidentally get lost in the void. It's not like his finger was hovering over one of the buttons, or anything...

(It totally was, actually.)

Some tension returns to his shoulders when he realizes Balthazar is gone. Horvath's word choice doesn't help, either—Dave lifts his gaze from the device in his hands and glances over at the older sorcerer, one eyebrow quirking upward. "Track me?"