"If you can't lift him then get out of the way and let me do it. You're useless as usual."

Vriska snorts, shouldering the arm opposite of Terezi to get a good hold on Karkat. She moves to try to lift him but her body protests the sudden extra weight. There's a frown as she remains squatted on the ground. She's not going to admit she can't lift him like this. She's going to need help but she sure as hell won't acknowledge it.

"I'll be fine, Fussyfangs! Don't worry about me."