That dopey smile is all pleasant surprise, all joyous pleasure dulled only by the fact that the kid somehow manages to giving of the general impression of 'dull' despite being made of all the exact same sharp bits and harsh points as the Initiate is. He doesn't look lucid, but when does he ever?

"Best friend!" He calls and makes to lope slowly on over, little 'honks' sounding under his breath. He moves like he's not even in the slightest hurry to be anywhere-- not even in a deathmatch.

"A motherfucker could be asking his Best motherfucking Friend all the same," He rattles. "Guess that would make all to looking like it's being a thing. Guess that got to make to all being a motherfucking thing what it would be looking like to up and be." His arms spread out wide to the side of him, open invitation for Karkat to get his hug-bumping up and on.