She should have expected the offer, really. She doesn't really know much about him, but she's heard what Karkat has to say, and it's not hard to get from 'doesn't want to fight' to this. All the same, she can't - doesn't want to - rely solely on him when it's clear that he's just as badly off, if not more so.

It hurts too, to see him like this. It's only the red of his eyes and the added height that keeps her from entirely mistaking him for Karkat, and it's far too easy to imagine Karkat in his place, stumbling and yet still trying to prove that he's good enough to be the leader.

"Are you sure?" She's not much taller than he is, but she doesn't want to end up dragging him down more than the poison already is. She's not sure her heart could take it.