[John doesn't really know what he's doing when he steps forward and puts his hands on Dave's shoulders. He frowns for a moment and then sets his jaw.]

...look, Dave, it's okay. I don't really know what happened but it sounds like some bad shit. Even if it was just a nightmare, you're totally allowed to be upset and freak out about it, okay? I'm not judging, here.

[He squeezes his shoulders a little.] You're my best friend, okay? I just want you to be okay.