[you are never in a million years going to ever admit to anyone how much good sleeping for a day has done for you and your temperment, because if you do that Gamzee will just validate his feelings that you are someone to be shooshed anytime you have something to do besides sit around and 'be a chill motherfucker.' but it did do you good! you have even leveled up to BORED AND AIMLESS from CRANKY AND ANNOYED, and are sort of halfheartedly wandering through the cranky cave-- which could not be a more natural habitat for you if it tried, let's be honest-- to see what's here. plus, you can hear Tavros clanking around, and he would certainly make a better conversationalist than Gamzee. it's the whole 'not paping you right between the horns' thing.

…wait, what's this? more humans, really? But. Wait a minute. Wait a gogdamn minute. You recognize this feeling in you! You know this human who is making more complete and utter really good blackromcom-quality hatred well up in your bloodpumper.

JOHN HUMAN EGBERT HAS SHOWN HIS FACE HERE. THE SPIKED CLAWCOVER HAS BEEN THROWN.]

YOU.

[Yes, it was really that loud.]