He looked down at his hands. They gripped his useless knees. This was the first time they would see each other while he was like this, and it made his heartgut hurt.
"Tavros, brother, what are you motherfucking doin', sittin' in that four-wheel device?" The relaxed voice of his friend becomes louder, nearer. There is no effort in his gait, nothing useless about him.
"I, uh, Gamzee, I…" Why can't he just come out with it? Unable to meet his closest bro's gaze, Tavros pinches his knee, no pain being registered.
"Tavros?" The other troll sounds confused, making him shut his eyes tightly. Only imagining the facial expression sends an ache through him. "Bro, don't cry. Come on, get up and come inside."
"Gamzee, I, uh, I can't…" get up. The words die on his lips, a tooth piercing their soft skin.
"And why the fuck not, motherfucker?" Gamzee doesn't sound irritated, just more confused than five seconds ago. He feels his friend lean down, feels the sopor-scented breath on his cheek, feels the sharp nail on his face. "Bro? Why the fuck not?"
"Be-Because…Gamzee, I…I can't…w-walk…" He finally whispered, digging his finger nails into his knees, thinking of the irony of good luck because he can't feel the pain.
"The fuck you can, bro. Get the fuck up and get yourself in here. This ain't funny, Tav. You know I don't like it when trolls lie."
Finally, he opened his eyes, tears blurring his vision. Gamzee didn't believe him! In fact, the indigo-blooded troll looked angry at him. "Gamzee, I'm…I'm not, uh, lying! I…I can't…get up…I can't…I can't walk... H-Haven't, haven't you heard?"
"What?" He looked at him, his eyes clouded.
"Stop acting stupid, Gamzee!" Tavros shouted, wheeling himself backwards. "I…I, uh, I can't walk! I, I can't swim, o-or, or dance, or FLARP, or, uh, g-go for walks with you, or, or, or do ANYTHING fun, anymore!"
A silence enveloped them, Tavros keeping himself only on the edge of tears. Gamzee stood up straight, staring off to who-knows-where. The silence turned uncomfortable fast, the lowblood fidgeting where he sat, biting and wearing out his lips.
Finally, not being able to take it anymore, he spoke up, "Gamzee…uh, s-say, say something."
"I'll wheel you in, motherfucker," he said quietly, walking around Tavros to push him into his hive. Tavros's eyes went wide, his hands immediately going out to grip the wheels.
"W-wait, uh, Gamzee!"
"Why?" The troll stopped, keeping his voice unusually even. "You're the same motherfucking troll you've always been. My best motherfucking bro. I don't see no problem. I didn't enjoy doing any of those motherfucking things anyway."
"Uh, n-not even..going f-for walks?" Tavros tried to look up, back at him. He saw a smile spreading across his friend's face.
"I'll just push you. Or you can motherfucking push yourself. We're both strong." With that, the highblood continued to push him in, starting on a subject that was much more familiar than this. Tavros didn't mind much, for it allowed him to be alone with his thoughts.
Gamzee didn't care what he could do. Didn't care if he was useless. He even called him strong. No wonder they were bros.