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Karkat Vantas ♋ carcinoGeneticist ([personal profile] crabmunicator) wrote in [community profile] thearena 2015-01-22 01:30 am (UTC)

It makes him wince to see her struggle like this. Before it was easier because he didn't know; he wasn't looking, wasn't thinking. Humans are weaker but what's a stab wound? It's nothing, it's fine, it's easy, he thought, but it's become this bad and his wounds never darkened up and put him on his knees this way.

Why is she trying to smile at a time like this?

"Stop telling me to leave!" he snaps with a sudden burst of volume.

Terezi died, and the woman before died, and he doesn't want to go losing someone else because of some other fuckup he made. He doesn't want her to have to die at all, but he's already blaming himself on it. She hasn't even said death yet, but that's what this is, isn't it? She's not going to get better on her own. If she had that power he's sure she would have used it by now.

His tone pulls quieter as he begs, "Come on, just, just try. It can't be that hard, right? She has to--she has to be around somewhere." His head cranes, searching once more, but of course he can't see anything from here. "I didn't help you out just to let you push me away without trying anything."

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