"Signless would just love you," Karkat mutters under his breath. He sighs. "Look, dipshit, 'shoulds' don't matter here. Right now we're slaves of the Capitol. We fight and die for the highblood Capitol humans' entertainment. That's just how shit is. This is nothing new. They do games like this back where I come from--just not with so many people fighting at once. Except we're luckier than all the poor dumbfucks back home, because here that they bring us back from the dead and give us a chance to fight again."

Fuck, this was ridiculous. "Do you even know how to fight?"