[Well, at least the fact that Tavros felt comfortable enough with him to use him as the first person to start having open conversations with made Gamzee feel... what did it make him feel? Proud? Relieved? He knew he hadn't treated Tavros the way the kid was probably used to being treated by him, but it was a chore to try to keep recalling how the "old him" used to act. If they were going to be real with each other, Gamzee was going to have to stop trying to be a person that he just wasn't anymore.]
[That being said, he can't quite believe what he's hearing. Gamzee just stares at him, dumbfounded - his eyes glazed over, his mouth hanging open a bit with a barely-audible "uhhhh" drawling out.]
Uhhhh... what?
[His eyes narrow a bit, not in any sort of aggressive manner, but solely in confusion. He's trying his hardest to cut through his drug-induced haze to figure out if Tavros was really suggesting what Gamzee thought he was suggesting.]
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[That being said, he can't quite believe what he's hearing. Gamzee just stares at him, dumbfounded - his eyes glazed over, his mouth hanging open a bit with a barely-audible "uhhhh" drawling out.]
Uhhhh... what?
[His eyes narrow a bit, not in any sort of aggressive manner, but solely in confusion. He's trying his hardest to cut through his drug-induced haze to figure out if Tavros was really suggesting what Gamzee thought he was suggesting.]
You-- You think--? Wait, uhhh...
What?