#scaredcrabs

"Yes.. if someone had to punch the back of your knees and elbows to get them functioning again, I don't think you'd be a happy camper, correct?" You give a soft chuckle, looking at her as you sigh, and attempt to move around, which ends up with you falling backwards and winding yourself. Man, you're stupid.

"My.. um.. my arms. And legs." You motion to your legs, which have locked in place, as if rigor mortis has begun to paralyze you. "They stiffen up occasionally, and I have to practically break them to get them moving again.. it's a real pain.. .."

You attempt to let your posture relax before realizing that /the thing/ has happened. Your face flushes with embarrassment, and you look away, shoving your hands stiffly into your jacket's pockets.

You give her an apologetic look, your hand dropping to your side. "I.. really hope not." You inhale deeply. "You were a very good friend, miss Maryam."

Your face gives a small look of shock as you run your hand though your hair and inhale deeply, looking away to exhale, leaving your hand on your head. "..Well then, miss Maryam.. I'm Karkat." You look at her, smiling at her, though it's laced with pain. "It's a pleasure to meet you.. again."

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"A... familiar face? Wh.... don't you recognize me?"

"Kanaya?"