"Bert?" Susannah's eyes are wide when she sees him running to her like all hell was on his tail. "Bert, what's wrong-- is that Karkat's?" Because she's finally close enough to see his grisly souvenir and oh lord, she wishes she wasn't. Why the hell did she always let that kid go off on his own? He was younger than Bert! Older than Jake and they'd given him a fair passel of independence--but Jake had been a gunslinger, 'prentice or no, and the troll boy... well, he wasn't.