[Karkat looks up, face a picture of disbelief growing into livid indignation, tinged by the heat of somewhere between embarrassment and shame. He looks like he could about punch him, and from the way his fists curl and shake at his sides, it's no hard guess that he wants to.]
I tell you--all that, I spill every fucking failure I've made to you, and that's all you can manage? Every big mistake I can dredge up out of memory, every important thing I have to look at and know and can't put down, and what you tell me--what you fucking tell me--is "just peachy"?
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[Karkat looks up, face a picture of disbelief growing into livid indignation, tinged by the heat of somewhere between embarrassment and shame. He looks like he could about punch him, and from the way his fists curl and shake at his sides, it's no hard guess that he wants to.]
I tell you--all that, I spill every fucking failure I've made to you, and that's all you can manage? Every big mistake I can dredge up out of memory, every important thing I have to look at and know and can't put down, and what you tell me--what you fucking tell me--is "just peachy"?