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There’s panic in the base, Sollux knew why, he’d been monitoring the cameras for hours, days, he’d seen what they’d… who they’d brought in.
Didn’t make it any less awful, any easier to accept.
Karkat had really just… brought a clown home like it was the most logical thing he could have decided to do. The fucking asshole better know what he was doing putting the whole operation at risk like this.
Sollux stormed into the holding cell Karkat had taken the clown too, at least he remembered to do that…
He froze, coming to a sudden and dynamic halt as he stared at the sight before him.
Karkat was kneeling in front of the clown, the clown who was huddled in and curling into himself like he couldn’t handle the world around him and was relying solely on Karkat to keep a hold of him in the there and then, claws wrapped tightly around Karkat’s much smaller hands pressed to his cheeks.
Sollux… should have recognized those horns on the monitor, he didn’t know why it hadn’t registered.
Probably because he hadn’t wanted to believe that Makara had still been out there after whatever had happened to him when the Church had taken him. Hadn’t wanted to think of what that meant for Karkat.
But he was there now, holding onto Karkat like he was the most important thing in the world and Sollux…
He supposed he could forgive the asshole just this once.