Karkat stepped his foot on the break of the wheelchair as soon as he felt it move underneath them, slamming it down with his sneaker and very nearly driving it through with the force. He kept his arms tight around Tavros's shoulders, almost in a choke hold but letting off a little. His body shook, tears of anger and frustration starting to leak from his eyes.

He'd already watched one person die in front of him, he wasn't going to let the Hufflepuff be the second.

He almost collapsed into the hug, shoosh noises coming from the back of his throat, a little hitched. He lifted his head, fingers carding through the other boy's hair soothingly. He kept stroking and shooshing, not letting up for even a minute. This worked with Gamzee for some strange reason, he could only hope it would work with Tavros.

He pressed his forehead back on top of Tavros's head, stroking the back with his hand.