Well, he's my matesprit's kismesis, and my moirail is his moirail's matesprit. Inclade. [ And my matesprit as well. Not that Karkat's talking about that - better safe than sorry. ] We do a lot of work together, go on ill-advised adventures. We're best friends, despite my better judgement, what a fucking ponce I picked for the position. [ His voice is terribly fond, and he even has a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

Then it disappears as quick as it came, before he speaks again. ]

He. Hasn't talked about me?