[ Tavros didn't know what to say. A part of him wanted to be honest with Gamzee and give him a good taste of their reality. There is no fucking point in doing anything in this place, and while he enjoyed pretending he had some little power to make a difference around here, it was time to fucking wake up.

Another reality to keep in mind: He loves this troll so much. He couldn't bring himself to be this negative when Gamzee is trying so hard to make the best out of this situation. ]

It's not a waste of time, my brother. It's taking a moment to catch your breath, that's all. I need-

I just need to catch my breath.

[ He keeps his head low, pressing his face against the curve of Gamzee's neck, his arms move desperately for a better hold around his matesprit. ]

I'm just tired of all of this, Gamzee. I want to go home. I miss home. I miss us. I miss my hive, my games, my friends. I miss everyone ...

[ He shakes his head and cursed under his breath. He takes a few seconds to accumulate his thoughts before speaking. ]

What I'm trying to say is-- I'm scared. But, that's not your burden. I just want to selfishly enjoy my matesprit a little longer before I can let go.