[Tavros sighs, his face turning red as he looks at her.] I... o-okay, maybe I'm leaving some, things out... Because, it might've been my fault that, uh, P-Peter Pan got mentioned, anyway. [The truth is, he feels really guilty for actually saying what he did to Karkat. But he'd just been so mad, or... something, when he'd said it.
Tavros bites his lip and shakily reaches into the pockets of his robe, producing his journal. With some fumbling, he turns the pages back to the entry where he and Karkat had the fight.]
H-Here, I... I can't, explain everything, because I... I mean, it's just...c-complicated, and, really embarrassing, so here... Just, read it...I guess... [He's shaking as he extends the journal to her.]
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Tavros bites his lip and shakily reaches into the pockets of his robe, producing his journal. With some fumbling, he turns the pages back to the entry where he and Karkat had the fight.]
H-Here, I... I can't, explain everything, because I... I mean, it's just...c-complicated, and, really embarrassing, so here... Just, read it...I guess... [He's shaking as he extends the journal to her.]