[Oh no! This meeting really isn't going to way you'd planned it and now Karkat kind of looks like he's been punched in the gut! And not in the way he apparently wants it! You fiddle with the edge of your hoodie, stricken by indecision. If you try and comfort him, he'll say you're trying to turn him into a pale-slut again, which. Oh well! You can't just let him slump there, looking so depressed!

You very tentatively pat him on the shoulder.]

I'm really sorry, Karkat. I guess maybe some humans are capable of that kind of hate but I'm not and I guess that's really disappointing for you but I sure hope we can still be friends!