And Tavros had never taken that tone with Gamzee! He blinked at that and stepped back once, the bullet train of bloody thoughts stopped in a collision of bullheadedness and derailed entirely. It was obvious in Gamzee's expression that he was stunned and left to his confusion. A moment later, he simply sat down precisely where Tavros was pointing on the couch and staring up at the brownblood with astonishment.

What globes that guy had, to tell him how to up and be. Sure, his desires were still there, churning and boiling at the back of his thoughts, but all he could think was Holy shit, I been laid low by a little motherfucker.

"Still need to get out and get done what all needs to be. Ain't gonna wreck no havoc, cuz. I'm all up and gonna secure some shit, and put things right, motherfucker. ... I mean shit, Tav. Even I know shit ain't well and done up right. First time bein' free, really free and I wanna keep it that way."

He bowed his head. "Shit ain't gonna last us 'less we get us a shrink to talk at, get us back on some shit. Inhibitors are lastin', but if they run out, me-all's fucked. World's motherfuckin' fucked, too. 'Cause if he loses control, then I lose control, it's gonna be inky motherfuckin' death for us all. Ain't even gonna be stardust left of us if me-all calls 'em down."