There's absolutely no assistance from Karkat this time around. His head lolls forward weakly and his eyes drift shut -- there's a sickening wrench in his gut that threatens to spill over after he hears Terezi's voice turn panicked. But there's nothing he can do anymore.

Nothing at all he can do, except to try to keep breathing.

He has to try to stay awake. Try not to...die.

But it all happens too little too late.

Karkat's breathing halts.

His muscles go limp.