He folds back his ears, rubbing at his eyes, his wizard robe all a shambles. He's just wearing his regular t-shirt and jeans beneath though, so whatever. He looks over at Karkat, and something about that seems to calm him.

He snorts wetly. "Yeah, whatever."

Though it does sort of normalize this kind of thing a little, even if it's a little bit non flattering. It's nice, he remembers, to have someone who actually knows him. Has known him for so long. Someone he doesn't have to worry about maintaining rep with, like he does with the robots.