Gamzee stared at her, pretending to listen even though he stopped caring part of the way through. It was a complicated lie this time, and Feferi certainly believed it. But then, why shouldn't she? She never had any reason to think any of it hadn't been true from the start.

He shifted from one foot to the other, eyes trailing over familiar gray skin with no regard for whether or not this might make her feel uncomfortable. He'd stopped being able to describe things simply as surreal some time ago. It went further than that.

As she finished, he stepped closer, reaching out a hand (or rather a sleeve) to cup the base of her chin. "You ain't any more off the rocker than I am, girl. I'll break you all the motherfuck out just like the rest of them, aight?"

Then he pulled away from her again in order to attempt to continue on.