[—Okay, yes, Karkat may be somewhat distracted as Dave rattles off something about masculine blah blah Cool Guy because there is a hand in his hair and it's too wonderful for words. Everything about the moment is, although if he's honest, the petting isn't nearly as important as the fact that it shows Dave's growing comfort with this closeness and physical contact in particular. It's still pretty great in general, though. He may be leaning into it, even, if in a very restrained and not pushy or demanding sort of way.

Argh, what were they talking about again.]

That's stupid. Your species is stupid.

[See, he was totally paying attention. All right, no, he'll make more of an effort.]

We had something like that, too, I guess. I used to give Tavros a lot of shit for "playing games for girls."

[Once when his friend had been at the bottom of a cliff and trying to tell him that he'd been paralyzed, not that Karkat still beats himself up over that anymore or anything.]

And Vriska made fun of me for watching romcoms, sort of like you do. She was more of a bitch about it, though.