Karkat snorts, weak amusement but amusement still. "Thanks," he says. He doesn't know yet if he'll visit her, but if it happens it probably won't be until he's more on his feet, both literally and metaphorically. "Take care, alright? I know this isn't easy to deal with, which is the understatement of the century but I haven't got energy for what it deserves."

He looks up then, aiming to catch her eyes. He doesn't know her thoughts and doesn't feel safe enough to ask them, but having her matesprit avoxed has to be hell.