Dave just has to laugh, rolling his eyes behind his shades and clapping Gamzee on the shoulder.
"Guess you're just going to have to go around being a winged motherfucker for now, then." He shrugs. "Somehow, I don't think anybody's going to mind. But, uh..."
He eyes the floor around them, now glittering and purple. "Let's get the fuck out of here before they decide to make us clean this up or something."
He laughs again as he starts down the hallway. "Man, you better hope nobody's looking for you, or anything. You're leaving a trail Terezi could follow." He considers that for a moment. "I mean, without getting down and licking the floor."
"Yeah. Let's be getting our leave on before they all see."
The contact feels nice, and he leans in just a tiny bit for a moment or two, looking more like a sway than anything else. He laughs along all at Dave's joke, suddenly so very glad he doesn't feel that hate anymore. This feels so much better. Cleaner. Like that hate wasn't all being what he really wanted. What had he wanted all to start up? Gamzee isn't quite all sure, memories going fuzzy in and out.
Then he realizes he's all lagging behind and has to trot a few steps to catch up. It's...tiring, and he remembers there all being a train so he's hoping it's close.
It's...kind of like being followed around by an big puppy, Dave thinks, which is much better than it was before. Before it was more like being stalked by a very hungry, very angry tiger or something.
And kind of just like a puppy, he notices that Gamzee's lagging behind a little bit, like he's worn out his energy with his enthusiasm. Or, you know, maybe it's just that he's still recovering from being kind of fucked up. That's probably more likely.
Carefully, Dave slows his pace, tucks himself into Gamzee's personal space so he can be there just in case.
Gamzee realized Dave up and slowed down for him and he's full with a weird new sensation all through him. Kind of nice, but he doesn't know what it's being. It's not quite the almost pale-like feelings, or the wanting to makeout that makes them red. It's... something else.
It's basically a lifting of the loneliness that's plagued him forever. A feeling that someone totally cares. Really is paying attention. What he'd all up and thought he might be feeling with Karkat but hadn't had the time to settle all in. Gamzee gives Dave a confused but bright smile as they walk, with the tiredness pulling at it a little but open and happy.
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"Guess you're just going to have to go around being a winged motherfucker for now, then." He shrugs. "Somehow, I don't think anybody's going to mind. But, uh..."
He eyes the floor around them, now glittering and purple. "Let's get the fuck out of here before they decide to make us clean this up or something."
He laughs again as he starts down the hallway. "Man, you better hope nobody's looking for you, or anything. You're leaving a trail Terezi could follow." He considers that for a moment. "I mean, without getting down and licking the floor."
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The contact feels nice, and he leans in just a tiny bit for a moment or two, looking more like a sway than anything else. He laughs along all at Dave's joke, suddenly so very glad he doesn't feel that hate anymore. This feels so much better. Cleaner. Like that hate wasn't all being what he really wanted. What had he wanted all to start up? Gamzee isn't quite all sure, memories going fuzzy in and out.
Then he realizes he's all lagging behind and has to trot a few steps to catch up. It's...tiring, and he remembers there all being a train so he's hoping it's close.
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And kind of just like a puppy, he notices that Gamzee's lagging behind a little bit, like he's worn out his energy with his enthusiasm. Or, you know, maybe it's just that he's still recovering from being kind of fucked up. That's probably more likely.
Carefully, Dave slows his pace, tucks himself into Gamzee's personal space so he can be there just in case.
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It's basically a lifting of the loneliness that's plagued him forever. A feeling that someone totally cares. Really is paying attention. What he'd all up and thought he might be feeling with Karkat but hadn't had the time to settle all in. Gamzee gives Dave a confused but bright smile as they walk, with the tiredness pulling at it a little but open and happy.
"This is up and being...nice."