I didn't never give it no name, but I got it up in my pan something about motherfuckin' rainbows, 'cause of all the colors? I made it on accident, and I can't even be remembering what it was supposed to be, but whatever that was was probably crap, because this shit is really nice, 'cause you can see all the beautiful shit what's up and inside each and everybody?

[Gamzee puts his hands back on Shinra's shoulders, sad at the loss of contact from before, and sways in a little, until his forehead is pressed against the smaller boy's.] Like I was always knowing you was really cool, like all your pan was holding all this knowledge and like you also got this big motherfuckin' blood pusher up in you what almost don't even fit in your bone cage, but now I can see it and I ain't never want to stop looking, because every time you be turning I see something new and it's so bright, it should hurt, and it does a little, but in a good way, you know? Like when you be staring at the sun, and maybe your eyes would burn out, but that's okay because you wouldn't be in the dark then, it would all be light, all the time, all that warm light and you ain't never have to be alone with all that light filling you up. Except yours is blue and silver and white, not yellow. Ain't no yellow in you.