Not supposed to happen is not a mild conjecture, and Karkat keeps his tongue held rather than ask more. He's sure if that's the case, the Capitol will soon have its cover story out to the media. Implicate a scapegoat, turn things the right way--something like that.
Besides, the other topic takes more emotional weight than some fault construction (or whatever it was). Dave has room to talk on this for all the times he's been through, more than him, more trauma, more positions to fail from. He feels guilty almost that he's this messed up about a handful of deaths, but he knows well he can't just drop the guilt for those either. He still carries deaths from the meteor with him, heavy weights piled into the pit of his stomach. He can't put them down now.
He shakes his head, eyes down on Dave's foot. "People died. I fucked up." Biting his lip, he pauses to try to figure out how to put it. "I got attacked, and someone who knew past Karkat ran in and fought the dude and ended up dying. I didn't even know her; she just came out of fucking nowhere and told me to run, and I heard the canon not long after." He thinks of burnt fingers and the face in the stars that formed the fallen.
"Terezi--" He stops, starts again. "Terezi and I ran into each other later, and the systems went out on us. Gravity, air, that shit. She pushed me through the door, but when I tried to pull her with me she--her arm got stuck--the door closed on it." And she died, he doesn't finish, because it has to be obvious.
He remembers still: all the teal, shouting at the door, not being able to do a damn thing and not knowing which alternate thing he should have done to not fuck up.
"After that... I found Nill eventually. And it was fine for a while. But eventually we ran into a monster, this big, black horror of a thing, and it stabbed her in the side with its tail. Which I thought couldn't be that bad? Jack stabbed me a bunch in Sgrub and I was just fine. I helped her tie a rope around it so it wouldn't bleed too much, which was the best we had, and we kept going... But it, I don't know, it got worse, until she couldn't walk anymore, until it was just going to keep getting worse until she died. She..." Memories of arguing flash back to mind, stay or go, not wanting to leave her. It's superfluous, in the end. "I ended up staying with her to wait it out, but it wasn't... it wasn't going to be quick, you know? I don't know how long it would have taken. She didn't know. And it was just so fucking unfair, and I... after a while, it was like... if she was going to die anyway, if she was just going to keep hurting, why draw it out?"
He sniffs. Dave may see the red gathering in his eyes, but he wipes it away and says quick and plain, "I killed her. We talked and we reached an understanding and I killed her."
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Besides, the other topic takes more emotional weight than some fault construction (or whatever it was). Dave has room to talk on this for all the times he's been through, more than him, more trauma, more positions to fail from. He feels guilty almost that he's this messed up about a handful of deaths, but he knows well he can't just drop the guilt for those either. He still carries deaths from the meteor with him, heavy weights piled into the pit of his stomach. He can't put them down now.
He shakes his head, eyes down on Dave's foot. "People died. I fucked up." Biting his lip, he pauses to try to figure out how to put it. "I got attacked, and someone who knew past Karkat ran in and fought the dude and ended up dying. I didn't even know her; she just came out of fucking nowhere and told me to run, and I heard the canon not long after." He thinks of burnt fingers and the face in the stars that formed the fallen.
"Terezi--" He stops, starts again. "Terezi and I ran into each other later, and the systems went out on us. Gravity, air, that shit. She pushed me through the door, but when I tried to pull her with me she--her arm got stuck--the door closed on it." And she died, he doesn't finish, because it has to be obvious.
He remembers still: all the teal, shouting at the door, not being able to do a damn thing and not knowing which alternate thing he should have done to not fuck up.
"After that... I found Nill eventually. And it was fine for a while. But eventually we ran into a monster, this big, black horror of a thing, and it stabbed her in the side with its tail. Which I thought couldn't be that bad? Jack stabbed me a bunch in Sgrub and I was just fine. I helped her tie a rope around it so it wouldn't bleed too much, which was the best we had, and we kept going... But it, I don't know, it got worse, until she couldn't walk anymore, until it was just going to keep getting worse until she died. She..." Memories of arguing flash back to mind, stay or go, not wanting to leave her. It's superfluous, in the end. "I ended up staying with her to wait it out, but it wasn't... it wasn't going to be quick, you know? I don't know how long it would have taken. She didn't know. And it was just so fucking unfair, and I... after a while, it was like... if she was going to die anyway, if she was just going to keep hurting, why draw it out?"
He sniffs. Dave may see the red gathering in his eyes, but he wipes it away and says quick and plain, "I killed her. We talked and we reached an understanding and I killed her."