[Karkat reels back a little at the tap to his chin, ducking his head down against his chest. He's still a bit moody, but he's quite sure that the alcohol will make him forget about it. Forget about seeing his parents as ghosts, forget about hurting his uncle and breaking down in Feferi's arms. That's all he wants to do right now, just forget and be with what feels like the only two people who get him right now.

He runs a hand through his hair before letting out a grumbled sigh.]

Thank fucking god. At least something's gone right today. Let's get down to fucking business.