Ugh, right, Karkat's weird foetus friends who give each other horn jobs and talk way too fucking much. This one's alright, though. Nathan stretches his arms high over his head and shakes out his stiff limbs while he answers her. "What, d'you freak aliens not have funerals?" Actually, considering half the weird shit Karkat says, it wouldn't be surprising if they didn't. "It's where we put dead people, except for the most part they tend to stay dead."

"I'm immortal, big reveal," Nathan continues. "But apparently sometimes people forget that fact and throw me in a coffin anyway!"