Karkat is ready to respond with Maybe I fucking DID, shitbucket, but then the rest of the stranger's words register and he instead gives the man on the bench a once-over of his own. For a Capitol citizen, he looks pretty shabby. But if he were a tribute he'd have been stuffed into something fancy by now, so he's probably not one of those either. What the hell is he?

"You a fan or something?"