Karkat opened his mouth to speak before closing it, shutting his eyes. His fingers loosened a little on the hem of his shirt, his shoulders hunching a little. This had been for the best, he truly thought that. He couldn't protect anyone, and Tavros was better off not being attached to him. If he pissed Galen off too much, who knew what would happen to the Hufflepuff boy?

"I'm a mudblood," he murmured, eyes opening to look at the floor, at the trousers around his ankles where they belonged. "I'm used. I've never deserved to live." He took a deep sigh before crouching down and beginning to pull his pants back up, careful of where they brushed. "Being with you made me feel like I could be...happy. Somehow anyway."

Karkat let his fingers linger on the hem of his pants, hovering around the button as he did it up before he let them drop. "I don't deserve to be happy. I never have deserved happiness. I wanted to keep you safe but I can't even do that. I've already told you too much. You'd be happier without me, mi amor."