Okay, maybe I was trying to get your attention.

[ That's as good of a concession as she's going to get. ]

But I'm not fucking staring at you! [ Well, technically he was. ] Why do you think I'd stare at you? Do you think I'm just waiting for you to come around so I can turn my ganderbulbs on your visage and gape at you? I'm looking at you since that's what you do when you talk to people. You fucking look at them. Or are you not even looking at me right now? I can't tell! [ Yeah, that's going to go over well.

Whatever his problem is, Karkat's brows furrow. The left corner of his mouth twitches and the irritation lightens just long enough for anyone looking at his face to see confusion flicker behind his eyes, like they were only windows to a vast ocean of rage inside his head and sometimes some emotion floats by like driftwood or debris from structures that might have once been impressive, but somewhere along the way got completely wrecked. ]

Huh.

[ What was he going to say to her again? He had something else, but... ]

Dammit, hold on. I need to think about this.

[ And back to the irritation. ]

You made me forget what I was going to say to you in the first place.