[Yep. Yep that really is getting him in the blood pusher, seeing him like this, hearing him talk like this. He's such a mess, and Eridan is helpless to actually do anything about it. He clenches his fists, all in an attempt to keep his arms from instinctively raising and enveloping Karkat in a hug.]

... Well, we can both go back there, I guess. I'll giwe you whatewer space you need, alright? That way neither of us lose our hiwe, but you won't be alone or smothered?

[He's really trying here, Karkat. Even if it's not what he wants, even if it kinda hurts.]

We can just... put this all on hold for now, if that will help you.

[He really doesn't even want to say that, but he's convinced it will hurt less if he's the one suggesting it. It really doesn't, though.]