[Karkat flashes a middle finger, frustrated and irritable and not all that ready to take it easy - not after that lingering stubbornness. But with that pause, he gets a break too, allowing him to breathe and gather his thoughts.]

[Thoughts which slip out of mind at that reply.]

... Yeah, well.

[He sinks back in his chair, and his gaze slips down.]

It was kind of a spur of the moment thing, because he was there with this ugly fucking hammer, I was dealing with all these deaths and stress and everything and... I don't know, it felt right at the moment. But then he...

[Another sigh slips out of him, softer.]

It didn't work out, and his bloodpusher wasn't in it I guess, because he wound up dumping me. It was stupid. I was stupid. The whole thing was.