[Dave mentioned hair touching, right? Does that mean he's in favor or against? Because even if he seems more relaxed now, it isn't enough, and all right yes, fine, so Karkat has been thinking about it for a while. It's kind of fucking hard not to when Dave is so—so fragile under all that stupid posturing. It's unbelievably pitiful. Just. God.

The moment he hears that question, though, his puzzle sponge and increasingly saccharine thought process sputter to a halt.]

Uh, what's. You mean what's exclusive? To this?

[Is Dave asking really asking this. He's totally asking. There's nothing else it could be. Oh god, does he have to describe—fuck, again! Humans!

Karkat withdraws again but only because it would be fucking awkward to discuss this while touching Dave—or wait no, would that make it more natural? FUCK. But he's already pulled away and it would be weird to lean back in and asdfkljhdagfh this is stupid. Humans are stupid.]

Uh, probably... uh. Probably cuddling. Or papping, I guess. [He digs a hand in his hair—his own hair—and tries not to notice his missing horns as he scratches.] Trolls aren't as... demonstrative around hatefriends as humans, so it's kind of hard to—I mean, our situation is different.

[By "demonstrative," he may mean "exhibitionistic," but he doesn't say that aloud. Besides, an idea has occurred to him that, while potentially helpful, is probably worse. But... ngh, is there another way to do this? He could try relying on descriptions alone, but this would be both faster and easier and. Other things. So...

He bites his lip.]

I could show you?

[Did that come out too hopeful. Please say that didn't come out too hopeful.]