[Honestly, Eridan could stay there all day, giving him physical appreciation for what he did, but he knows that he can't actually do that. And maybe he'd be even more loving if they were still matesprits--and were in their proper bodies. But after a few silent moments of gratitude, Eridan lets him go, but he doesn't stop looking at him. His expression is soft and loving, an expression hardly a stranger to Sufferer's face, but one more rare for his own... to most people, anyways. Definitely not Karkat.]
Sorry.
[His body reacted faster than his mind, really, so he didn't consider how odd that probably is for Karkat, but he couldn't help it. So here he stands a little awkwardly, still looking at Karkat in absolute fondness. It's torture, really, having all these feelings towards a troll and not the means to properly express it - or rather, not being allowed to.]
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Sorry.
[His body reacted faster than his mind, really, so he didn't consider how odd that probably is for Karkat, but he couldn't help it. So here he stands a little awkwardly, still looking at Karkat in absolute fondness. It's torture, really, having all these feelings towards a troll and not the means to properly express it - or rather, not being allowed to.]