[ Terezi isn't an invalid either, but she'd adapted in ways that might be beyond humans. He's never heard of a human learning to taste colors, for example. But... then again, it's not like he's picked up any medical books. Not his forte. Definitely not his interest. ]
[ Prompto seemed to think he would be fine on his own, and still worried about him. Karkat's still not sure why he bothered to promise to keep an eye out. It isn't like they were friends, or whatever the fuck kind of confusing, potentially flushed thing was going on between them. ]
[ Maybe the idea that these guys had each other spoke to his pump biscuit or something. Whatever. This is stupid. ]
[ He decides to first answer the matter of how he knows the guy's name. Get the suspicion done with first. ]
Prompto sends his regards, or whatever the fuck. Turns out we have a mutual acquaintance, unfortunately.
[ The cafeteria? There's a skeptical snort. ]
I'm pretty sure everywhere's either stuffed to the horns with the fidgeting, potentially concupiscently pent-up masses- or under construction.
Ignis
[ Terezi isn't an invalid either, but she'd adapted in ways that might be beyond humans. He's never heard of a human learning to taste colors, for example. But... then again, it's not like he's picked up any medical books. Not his forte. Definitely not his interest. ]
[ Prompto seemed to think he would be fine on his own, and still worried about him. Karkat's still not sure why he bothered to promise to keep an eye out. It isn't like they were friends, or whatever the fuck kind of confusing, potentially flushed thing was going on between them. ]
[ Maybe the idea that these guys had each other spoke to his pump biscuit or something. Whatever. This is stupid. ]
[ He decides to first answer the matter of how he knows the guy's name. Get the suspicion done with first. ]
Prompto sends his regards, or whatever the fuck. Turns out we have a mutual acquaintance, unfortunately.
[ The cafeteria? There's a skeptical snort. ]
I'm pretty sure everywhere's either stuffed to the horns with the fidgeting, potentially concupiscently pent-up masses- or under construction.
Why. Are you hungry?