[Gamzee honks laughter as he's tugged behind an excited Tavros. He has no idea what's going on - maybe he's a asleep on his horn pile, and this is just a miracle of an amazing dream? - but he knows he's happier than he's felt in a long time, especially since those two voices have been getting louder and louder in his head.

Whatever this room is, it's dark, and a little dusty, and there are pieces of furniture covered in tarp or cloth. The indigoblood doesn't care in the slightest, though, as he slams the door behind them, then catches his friend up in his arms to start kissing him again, greedily, hands sliding over the smaller troll's waist and hips.]