[Karkat's been perched by the windowsill, now and then looking out at Demyx, and meanwhile fiddling with his SFC. There's some nerf darts stuck to the pane reading "hi", which he hasn't done anything about yet. But then Eridan comes in, or at least to the doorway, prompting him to look over at him.]
[His own expression is mixed. He's been concerned for his matesprit these past days, making sure his wound is taken care of right. He really lucked out in that department, five days and a scar, no nasty healing process (though the death part sucked a whole sack of shame globes). Eridan though... It hurts to see him like that, and to know that he's blind in one eye.]
[He steps away from the window, crossing the room about halfway.]
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[His own expression is mixed. He's been concerned for his matesprit these past days, making sure his wound is taken care of right. He really lucked out in that department, five days and a scar, no nasty healing process (though the death part sucked a whole sack of shame globes). Eridan though... It hurts to see him like that, and to know that he's blind in one eye.]
[He steps away from the window, crossing the room about halfway.]
I never wanted things to turn out like this.