[While his last sleep had been blessedly dreamless, this one had not been. The early mornings of Demeleier were still dark and quiet, and Karkat sullenly glowered at the dim, snow-covered surroundings from his perch on top of his respiteblock
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She was going to sympathize with him. She was going to meddle and try to cheer him up and be everything he kind of wanted at the time, but knew he wouldn't be able to handle. He wouldn't be able to do it.]
L-look -
[Shit. He was stuttering. Who the fuck was he, Tavros? He swallowed, wiped his streaming nose on his sleeve, and started again.]
I know why you're here, and you can fuck right off. I don't fucking care about that any more!
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What if I'm here because I want you to comfort me? Or if I wanted to talk about nightmare realms or dead little kids or... something else?
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Forcing it from his mind, he sighed.]
You must have no fucking friends at all if you're coming to me for that...
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Besides, I'm sure everyone's thinking, "if that whole thing was real, no wonder she's so mental." At least I can expect you to be honest if you think that way.
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Was all that real?
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[He looks down at her for a moment, replaying that dream over in his mind. It was hard to remember it all - so much stuff just happened, and he didn't understand most of it. Or, well, any of it.]
This is a good seat.
[Hint. Hint.]
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Hey, you're right.
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[He rests his elbow on his knees and his chin on his hand and heaves a sigh.]
The 'Land of Faeries and Douchebags' is basically just redundant, huh?
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They're monsters.
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[He curls his arms around his knees and rests his head against them.]
What was even the fucking point?
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Maybe this is a cage, and it's all a big game for them. Agitate the little people, see what they do...
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[And how he wishes he was one of those people right now.]
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[The whole thing kind of creeps her out and makes the fur on her neck rise. Though it's hard to tell under all her layers, other than the way she scratches her neck.]
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Well, everyone knows I'm a frondfondling glubfucker anyway.
[He wipes his nose on his sleeve again.]
B-big fucking surprise right? [He blinks to get the tears out of his eyes, and then, as if to hope this will explain the stutter, snot and tears:] It's really fucking cold.
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