[There's a moment when Gamzee looks like someone slapped him, all the pleasant dazedness draining out of his face in a cold rush, like ice shoved down the back of his shirt. He turns his head hastily into Karkat's shoulder, hoping the two are so involved in what they're saying to each other that they're paying no attention to him, though his arms tighten around the Gryffindor for comfort.]

Karkat ain't a brother what offers things he don't be meaning. [He points out, voice slightly muffled from his hiding spot in his friend's shirt.]