Terezi Pyrope
He walks up to you while you're at your station, and pulls up a chair.
"Hey."
You pause before responding. "To what do I owe the pleasure, oh great coolkid?"
He smirks, "Just checking in. How're the old quadrants coming?"
You blush. He learned the word? How much else does he know about the quadrants? Does he know about you and Karkat? Maybe he can explain what these feelings you've been having... what was the word? Live? Lofe? Some human emotion, a romantic one... that wasn't pity or hatred. "Actually I have a few questions... for you."
He raises his eyebrows. "Oh? What ever could they be?" He asks, in a way that seemed... knowing.
You turn toward him, his expression and tone confusing you. "Rose was telling me about this romantic human emotion... lofe? Can you explain it to me?"
He seems surprised. "Love? There's a lot that I could explain. What do you want to know about it?"
She thought about that. So it was more complicated than she knew. She had to phrase her questions in a way so that he wouldn't catch on that she was talking about Karkat. "If I 'loved' someone... what would it feel like? Like when I'm around them, what would it feel like?"
He paused, watching her face. She seemed genuine. Was this a hint? Was she discreetly confessing to him?
"Your chest would feel funny. It would start beating faster, maybe even feel like it skipped a beat. You would always be concerned about whether they liked you or what they thought of you. And you would be obsessing over whether you were attractive to them or not, always stressing the details. Over analyzing everything. Often that leaves you discouraged, because you would interpret the signs wrong. But if you really do love someone... I think that you should tell them."
For a second she was taken aback. He had bridged from answering her question to giving her advice on a problem she hadn't even asked advice on. "Where did that come from?" she asked, blinking.
"You think you love someone, right?" he replied, raising an eyebrow.
She stared at him, then a giggle escaped her lips. She sat back, relaxing. "I think so."
"Am I allowed to ask who?"
That made her jump. "No! I forbid you!" She declared, pointing a finger. That was not happening. Not yet.
He smirked. It was so him.
Not.