As soon as his hand touches her shoulder, she turns sharply, jerking out of his grasp. Once again, her expression mirrors his with all of it's anger and hurt and betrayal. Except in this case, she feels more like a cornered animal. She moves like one, in the way that her shoulders hike defensively.

"Because you hired him an entourage! You went around demanding that all of your friends sign up for the Save Karkat's Moirail brigade. I wasn't even in this place for two weeks when you asked me to lay down my life so your ancestor could skip off to victory! We were weeks into that arena, and all I could think about was how your moirail was an Actual Rebel Leader that you wanted to put on a Victor pedestal. I wanted to wait for something else to take him out, but it wasn't happening, and every day that passed was one day closer to losing my chance to do anything at all to prevent that."