[ dave just. covers his eyes with his arms crossing over them. or well, covers his shades. is there even a right thing to say here? ]

No but. The thing is - I don't care if I hate myself. I don't think I was even worried about Dirk hating me? Or I was, but that was stupid, because even when I'm an asshole he hasn't yet? But I do care about making either of you feel bad about shit you shouldn't feel bad about or...I don't know, tainting something happy just because I can't get my head on right?

[ wait. ]

That doesn't have shit to do with the whole argument we've basically truced on but are. Having anyway, by the way. Or, no, wait, I guess it does? Just like. Karkat, I think sometimes if you don't censor certain shit you might be a terrible person? Like you're a fucking asshole for even having those thoughts or feelings to start with, but why the hell would you inflict them on someone else, you know?

[ ok that all makes a huge amount of sense if you actually provide context but sounds more confused without it.

it's dave. he continues to not provide context. ]