Karkat? Karkitty? I like that name, yes yes~
>You stare as they float the pieces over to the table, wagging your curled tail excitedly. You pick up a slice, ignoring how hot it is due to the fact that most of your hide is semi-composed of steel. You sniff at it and lick it slightly, only for your nose to crinkle as your tongue burns. Shaking your head wildly, you set the pizza back down.
I can’t eat this! I can’t eat this sort of thing! Too hot and not soft enough.
>You giggle as Genie sort of throws a tantrum. They are such a silly creature… You reach to grab the pizza slice, blowing on it before nibbling slightly. Wow you… really really like this, and it’s easy to tell as you start tearing into it with much vigour.
My hair?… N-no Mr. Karkat, I do not think anyone ever has…
I’D PREFER KARKAT.
HOW ABOUT JUICE FOR YOU THEN?
>You have no fucking clue what Genie eats at all! You kinda wish you could apparate Dirk’s magic biology book out of thin air, that would be cool.
>Oh Nomad though… Goodbye heartstrings, you knew them well.
CAN I COMB YOUR HAIR? PLEASE?