Everyone/Karkat: Remember when everyone tried to get Karkat to sleep?
"Karkat," Kanaya said gently, reaching out to touch his shoulder but drawing back at the last moment, "Karkat, you need to sleep. You're not looking so good." And it was true, the dark bruises under his eyes were more prominent than ever, and occasionally he'd space out and stare blankly at the same blank slab of wall for minutes. "Please, you're worrying me."
Karkat rolled his eyes and waved her off. "Well don't worry," he scoffed, "I'll go to sleep in a few hours." Kanaya nodded, not convinced but willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, and walked away. Shaking his head and stifling a yawn, Karkat turned back to his husktop. Really. Why would he sleep, when there's still so much to do!
Terezi pokes her head in hours later, sniffing loudly. "Karkat!" She grins, mouth stretched wide to accommodate her fangs. "What are you still doing up," she quips, a near vicious tone to her interrogation. "Didn't you promise Miss Minty you'd sleep?"
Karkat flushes in embarrassment, "Well, I did sleep," he lies, "I just didn't sleep long." He tucks his chin into his sweater, hiding the telltale red flush of his cheeks out of habit. He hunches his shoulders defensively and his lower lip juts out. "Any anyway it's none of your business!" Karkat barks, and he crosses his arms in front of his chest.
"I can smell you're lying!" Terezi sings, but drops the topic. She doesn't leave though, merely makes herself comfortable in a pile of scalemates. In fact, she makes a big show of getting comfortable, and indeed, the soft plush calls him. But he's got so many responsibilities to do. He needs to track down Gamzee, that psychotic troll is still missing.
No, there's no rest for the weary.
Dave and Rose come together, but neither says a word. Karkat begins to angrily tell them both off, and even includes Terezi (who is still sleeping in the corner) in his rant. However, this is all cut short when Dave literally flips him over his shoulder. With a shriek of anger, Karkat drums his fists against his fellow knight's back, "Put me down!"
Rose chuckles when Dave replies, "Hm, well that's an idea. I see your point, and wow, what a good one too! But no." And that was that. Karkat tries to piece together where they're going from the walls they pass, but he seems to be unable to tell these grey slabs of wall from the other grey slabs of wall he knows more intimately. So eventually he just goes limp, and tries to enjoy being carried like a damn wiggler.
He can't bring himself to feel happy about it, but it is sort of soothing. His eyes droop, and his head sort of flops down to rest uneasily on Dave's spine. He barely registers the sensation of being tucked into a pile of pillows and literally buried under blankets. "Sleep well, Karkles," Dave says, offhandedly, as he files out of the room with Rose.