[ Suddenly he has an arm full of grub and he's not sure what to do with it. The little claws latch into his shirt and he's looking down at a scared face full of fangs. Surprisingly, he's not all that scared - a grub at this point is practically more animal than troll, and animals aren't what keep him awake at night. He tucks one arm under the wriggling body, carefully keeping the hand within it's range of sight at all times, and drops one hand to gently rub the tuft of hair on its head. ]
I don't know! Should we maybe ask Kanaya...? [ he has to admit he's a little unnerved at the fact that the horns are more like, nubby protrusions from the sides of it's head. ] Maybe it's, some kind of miracle or [ a look at karkat's seething face has him shifting awkwardly. ] maybe, an anti-miracle. Uhh...
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I don't know! Should we maybe ask Kanaya...? [ he has to admit he's a little unnerved at the fact that the horns are more like, nubby protrusions from the sides of it's head. ] Maybe it's, some kind of miracle or [ a look at karkat's seething face has him shifting awkwardly. ] maybe, an anti-miracle. Uhh...