[Karkat is sorely fucking tempted to counter that point, if only because he's reasonably sure that he has to deserve some of it after some of the shit he'd unleashed on others (he only, you know, gave an entire universe cancer), but that conversation isn't one he wants to have with Dave right now. Or ever.
He shuts his eyes and nuzzles the hand, either ignoring or just not caring that doing so effectively ruins whatever vague attempt his moirail had been making to straighten his hair. It's a lot cause anyway.]
It's almost okay, being here. Away from that.
[He says it without really thinking, his eyes flicking open briefly to peek at Dave's face before closing again. Why the fuck did he open his mouth, argh.]
Just wish we didn't have to wonder about... the rest of it.
[The fate of their timeline, the lives of their friends, and on and on and on. Assuming John's bullshit quest worked at all. As an unrelenting pessimist, Karkat has his doubts.]
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He shuts his eyes and nuzzles the hand, either ignoring or just not caring that doing so effectively ruins whatever vague attempt his moirail had been making to straighten his hair. It's a lot cause anyway.]
It's almost okay, being here. Away from that.
[He says it without really thinking, his eyes flicking open briefly to peek at Dave's face before closing again. Why the fuck did he open his mouth, argh.]
Just wish we didn't have to wonder about... the rest of it.
[The fate of their timeline, the lives of their friends, and on and on and on. Assuming John's bullshit quest worked at all. As an unrelenting pessimist, Karkat has his doubts.]