Karkat's jaw tightened. Not dead was better than the alternative, but it could have meant a lot under circumstances like these. Having a device to find them only gave so much hope, and even that was tenuous with the threat Psii described.

"You Captors and your freaky brain powers," he hissed, but no more. He knew better than to make real complaint, and stayed close as bidden as they snuck through, eyes watchful for person or hazard alike. Past a wall, in through a window, mind the glass, wait--clear. He knew better than to relax completely.

"Okay, I'll watch. But what news?"

Slipping down near the window, he set his sickle on the floor, and dared quick glances outside. His ears he kept pricked, listening for what his eyes might not catch.