Tavros knew who it was without even having to look. He didn't want to look. He hated himself for actually telling Karkat where he'd gone, because it meant he would of course come looking for him. He hated that he made people worry, and that they had to do things for him. And even more than that he especially hated the fact that he was such a horrible friend to Karkat the most.

It felt like he just kept causing problems for him. For everyone, yes, but mostly Karkat. He'd made him confused, he'd made him break up with Feferi, he made him fight with Equius, and just... so many things, and he hated himself for it.

So instead of taking comfort at the feeling of Karkat against him, he just cringed and let out another sob. He shook even harder, and couldn't even get a word out even though he opened his mouth to tell Karkat to go away, that he didn't need him or want him there, because he didn't deserve it.

But that would've been a lie. He was selfish, he did want Karkat there. He did, and it made him feel worse, and made him cry even harder. His wheelchair inched forward, and if he leaned forward anymore in his chair, there was a good chance he would fall over the low wall by accident.