Worst case scenarios fill Karkat's imagination – the entire movement getting wiped out, whole groups of Sufferists slaughtered after whoever betrayed his own existence betrayed theirs too.
His ears fold down. He doesn't look at Sollux.
"They could've sent literally any jackass to kill me," he mumbles. "Why would they make a fucking clone."
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His ears fold down. He doesn't look at Sollux.
"They could've sent literally any jackass to kill me," he mumbles. "Why would they make a fucking clone."