There's another moment of silence at that. Nepeta knows what it is, of course, but actually saying it out loud is something that she has yet to get accustomed to, if only because she's still a little hung up on her flushcrush on Karkat.
"Well," she begins, "it's not black and it can't be pale beclaws I already have Equius for that. So I guess it's red."
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"Well," she begins, "it's not black and it can't be pale beclaws I already have Equius for that. So I guess it's red."