[Gamzee blinks, pulling his head back sharply, then regains his smile.] That ain't so motherfuckin' bad.

[Then he somehow manages to switch the cigarette from one side of his mouth to the other without touching it, slips behind Karkat, plants his knees on the ice, and scoops the smaller boy up as though it's no big thing, hauling him back to the relatively safety of the snow.]