[Simple, sharp, and immediate. He can see Karkat struggling, but that's the thing: he's not his friend. He has no reason to slow down and hold his hand about it, to give him that gentle handling and pity as he tramples all over his own issues with little more than a look or a silence held too long. He's not the real Dave, he's never going to be the real Dave, and the better thing is to draw the knife down the dividing line here at the start. They don't have another three years here, but he doesn't want even three months of John round 2 with some alien he barely even knows.]
[So he turns for the stairs again. He doesn't know what he'll find if anything, and can't really focus to think about it, but he just doesn't want to be in the same room.]
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[Simple, sharp, and immediate. He can see Karkat struggling, but that's the thing: he's not his friend. He has no reason to slow down and hold his hand about it, to give him that gentle handling and pity as he tramples all over his own issues with little more than a look or a silence held too long. He's not the real Dave, he's never going to be the real Dave, and the better thing is to draw the knife down the dividing line here at the start. They don't have another three years here, but he doesn't want even three months of John round 2 with some alien he barely even knows.]
[So he turns for the stairs again. He doesn't know what he'll find if anything, and can't really focus to think about it, but he just doesn't want to be in the same room.]