When her eyes at last catch sight of him every alarm bell in her head goes off and her instincts kick into gear. As he jumps down, she jumps back to create further distance between them. She lands on her hands and feet, body crouched and hair almost seeming to puff up, making her the very picture of a hissing cat.

His image seems to sink in for her, the moment hers does for him and her posture slacks.

Seeing Karkat had hurt. Seeing this person was agonizing and for a moment her face scrunches up until she manages to steel herself. Claws dig into the ground and she takes a deep breath before pushing herself up to her feet. She stands her ground, fists curled at her sides and mouth a thin line.

"...they were right. You look just like him. But who are you, really?"