[He probably would have deserved it if Dave had, but there will be other chances to gift him with a nugget-to-the-hair. Until then, Karkat is... going to wear a pained sort of smile that does a frankly shit job of hiding how fuckawful he feels for having implied any of that. Angry Spearow toys, haha. Ha. Haaah.
The smile drops.]
I'm sorry. I just—
[—can't help but feel like I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Dave's a really good moirail, all right? And Karkat's not fucking used to having nice things and, wow, okay, he's not going to say any of this out loud ever. They've trodden this territory before, so there's no fucking point in bringing it up again. He just needs to deal with it.]
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The smile drops.]
I'm sorry. I just—
[—can't help but feel like I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Dave's a really good moirail, all right? And Karkat's not fucking used to having nice things and, wow, okay, he's not going to say any of this out loud ever. They've trodden this territory before, so there's no fucking point in bringing it up again. He just needs to deal with it.]
... Sorry.