[Sorry, Karkat, but he has to laugh. He stops poking him, at least.]
You don't wear them indoors, though, do you? You're inured. Your guard is all the way down and I swear to god, AKA you yourself, that you would miss all this orange eyesore if I fluttered on out of your life. Besides.
[He holds his hand up again, still now, beside his face.]
I'm like a full body accessory. I bring out your horns and eyes.
[Then he goes back to his pancakes. They're going to get cold if he keeps chattering.]
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[Sorry, Karkat, but he has to laugh. He stops poking him, at least.]
You don't wear them indoors, though, do you? You're inured. Your guard is all the way down and I swear to god, AKA you yourself, that you would miss all this orange eyesore if I fluttered on out of your life. Besides.
[He holds his hand up again, still now, beside his face.]
I'm like a full body accessory. I bring out your horns and eyes.
[Then he goes back to his pancakes. They're going to get cold if he keeps chattering.]