[Karkat's mouth presses into a thin line, but he nods, confirming... hell, just about everything Dave had just said. He hadn't been directly involved himself, so talking about it wouldn't have been as hard as it might have been for Terezi or, fuck, everyone else that bullshit had affected, including Sollux, but he'd still prefer not to rehash it if necessary. Vriska was just... ugh, he doesn't know what to think about Vriska. Backstabbing spiderbitch or not, the way Terezi had talked about her when he and Dave had held that intervention...

... Anyway, he'll seize the opportunity to move on as it's presented, meeting Dave's eyes easily enough and clasping his hand to indicate that he's all right. Mostly all right. It'll do.]

It was this whole thing between all of them, yeah. But... anyway, I was going to say that he was in a wheelchair because of it. Through the whole game, too.

[And then Kanaya had chainsawed his legs off, but more importantly—]

It's fucking stupid. He would've been culled back on Alternia because of that, you know? Unless we'd managed to get Equius to fix him up sooner. I'd like to think we would've.

[Somehow. Call in a favor, somehow. Get Nepeta to talk him into it, something. She and Tavros liked roleplaying together, so it could have worked, right? Fuck, he keeps thinking about Nepeta and Equius even though this is supposed to be... ugh.

He shudders minutely and releases Dave's hand for the sole purpose of lightly dragging two fingers down the center of his palm. It's a little petty, but seeing whether or not Dave reacts the same way to it he had would brighten him right the fuck up.]

So he makes it through all that shit and having metal legs grafted to his fucking body and then—then that happens. He didn't even—

[Fuck. Fuck, wasn't Karkat going to keep this facts only? Goddammit, maybe if he just backs up—]

He—he liked Fiduspawn and his stupid fucking lusus and I didn't—I didn't know him nearly as well as I should've.