[Dave breathes a faint laugh into Karkat's chest. It's not really mirth or anything, but more like relief. Karkat's bossiness is good. It's normal.]
Sir, yes, sir. Dealing.
[He proves how well he's dealing by moving not at all, continuing his unstoppable evolution into a human limpet. It's dark under the covers and all he can smell is Karkat's pajamas, and he's warm. The whole world's just Karkat right now, and that's good. That's about what he can deal with: A universe narrowed to the safe parts, the parts that won't ever hurt him.
Wart, alert to the passing thought in his direction, pokes his head in curiously. It seems he's ushered some of the less mature Pokémon into the small living room/kitchen area (because if they're going to pay this much for lodging, damn if it isn't going to be a suite), but he susses out what's going on quickly enough and psychics the nearest book right over to Karkat.
Dave reaches up to engineer a small fold at the top of the bed covers over Karkat's chest. It lets a little light in and that's sort of unfortunate, but it lets air in, too, and he can almost sort of see Karkat, like this.]
Hi. Requesting light petting, sir. But only if you've got enough hands. Wouldn't want to compromise the mission, sir. [He curls his arm around Karkat again and nestles in.] The mission is book reading. Restricted clearance, top secret intelligence only. Ten-hut.
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Sir, yes, sir. Dealing.
[He proves how well he's dealing by moving not at all, continuing his unstoppable evolution into a human limpet. It's dark under the covers and all he can smell is Karkat's pajamas, and he's warm. The whole world's just Karkat right now, and that's good. That's about what he can deal with: A universe narrowed to the safe parts, the parts that won't ever hurt him.
Wart, alert to the passing thought in his direction, pokes his head in curiously. It seems he's ushered some of the less mature Pokémon into the small living room/kitchen area (because if they're going to pay this much for lodging, damn if it isn't going to be a suite), but he susses out what's going on quickly enough and psychics the nearest book right over to Karkat.
Dave reaches up to engineer a small fold at the top of the bed covers over Karkat's chest. It lets a little light in and that's sort of unfortunate, but it lets air in, too, and he can almost sort of see Karkat, like this.]
Hi. Requesting light petting, sir. But only if you've got enough hands. Wouldn't want to compromise the mission, sir. [He curls his arm around Karkat again and nestles in.] The mission is book reading. Restricted clearance, top secret intelligence only. Ten-hut.