[Yeah, like he can't detect when Dave is bullshitting him by now? Or, okay, not always and neither of them are even trying to be serious at the moment, but Karkat still raises an eyebrow tries to suppress his smile into something a little more indulgent. The result is just condescending enough to make him look alarmingly like Kankri, but he is blissfully unaware of this.]
Doesn't being human married mean we have shared ownership of each other's stuff? So I'm fucking entitled to all your chicken nuggets from now on, Dave. All of them.
[You are the instrument of your own undoing, or rather would be if this arrangement didn't go both ways. On that note, doesn't Karkat have a few unclaimed nuggets left somewhere? Hmm.
His expression softens into something unforgivably fond, and suddenly self-conscious, he glances down at his deep-fried tuber strips. Yum, grease. Human food isn't that disgusting sometimes.]
You're wearing the dress, right?
[... He may be feeling a little too gooey at Dave in general to try that hard at continuing the joke, human marriages are his weakness okay, Dave knows this.]
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Doesn't being human married mean we have shared ownership of each other's stuff? So I'm fucking entitled to all your chicken nuggets from now on, Dave. All of them.
[You are the instrument of your own undoing, or rather would be if this arrangement didn't go both ways. On that note, doesn't Karkat have a few unclaimed nuggets left somewhere? Hmm.
His expression softens into something unforgivably fond, and suddenly self-conscious, he glances down at his deep-fried tuber strips. Yum, grease. Human food isn't that disgusting sometimes.]
You're wearing the dress, right?
[... He may be feeling a little too gooey at Dave in general to try that hard at continuing the joke, human marriages are his weakness okay, Dave knows this.]