After the Signless takes off Karkat has to take a minute or two to just stand there and process what the fuck just happened. He thinks it should perhaps feel like a load off his oxygen squeezers, knowing his probably-ancestor is both intact and okay – for a given value of okay - and also doesn't want to murder him, but there's an uncomfortable sense of responsibility lingering on his shoulders, like it's his problem to make sure this asshole doesn't die in a gutter somewhere or get himself arrested again, and also –

– and also he's supposed to be meeting Sollux, hell.

He swears under his breath, pulls his phone out and shoots off a hasty text – RUNNING LATE BUT I'LL BE THERE SOON – and then stuffs it back in his pocket and picks up his pace as he hurries the rest of the way to their designated meeting spot.