[Karkat follows his gaze without thinking and instantly regrets it. Yeah, about that—]
That's Gamzee.
[His voice is low and tight, and he looks away from the apparition as quickly as possible, refocusing all of his attention on agitatedly petting the suddenly very still and suspiciously cooperative Meowstic in his arms. Good Sharru, best distraction. Even if he's an asshole the rest of the time.]
Yes he's a juggalo, well spotted. Don't ask me why the fuck he's the one following me around when it could have been literally anyone, I don't fucking know.
[He actually would have preferred Eridan, that's how fucking awful the situation is, but the name would mean nothing to Dirk and so he doesn't say it. Just. Fuck Gamzee, seriously.]
The outfit's fake, by the way. I mean, he actually wore it, but he wasn't... ugh, forget it.
[Please don't make him talk about the codpiece. Please.]
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That's Gamzee.
[His voice is low and tight, and he looks away from the apparition as quickly as possible, refocusing all of his attention on agitatedly petting the suddenly very still and suspiciously cooperative Meowstic in his arms. Good Sharru, best distraction. Even if he's an asshole the rest of the time.]
Yes he's a juggalo, well spotted. Don't ask me why the fuck he's the one following me around when it could have been literally anyone, I don't fucking know.
[He actually would have preferred Eridan, that's how fucking awful the situation is, but the name would mean nothing to Dirk and so he doesn't say it. Just. Fuck Gamzee, seriously.]
The outfit's fake, by the way. I mean, he actually wore it, but he wasn't... ugh, forget it.
[Please don't make him talk about the codpiece. Please.]