It's too familiar. It's not exactly the same, but it's too familiar. She can't even see, she's crying so hard; she's trying not to devolve into noisy sobs -- keep some pretense of composure -- but the tears are too much to keep back.

"Terezi," she chokes out. "Terezi, we need to get to the infirmary. We can't carry him." Of course, by that she really means that there's no need to carry him, because he's dead, but she can't say it. It goes without saying. And if they wait around much longer, they're going to at least pass out, if not join Karkat altogether.