[Hank hadn't been spared similar treatment, though it tended to come in one of two flavors. The first would often start with one of the mechanical natives commenting on the brilliant blue of his coat, which he'd respond to as politely as he could, but would try to extricate himself before it escalated to an attempt to actually pet him. Their hands had been like rakes against his arms, and face when they could reach it, and he never liked to deal with uninvited touching normally.
The second was a little more dangerous, but not as visible to someone who wasn't as used to it as he was. People have avoided him and cross on the other side of the street because they were afraid of his size since he was a kid. When it gets truly insidious is when an eight-foot-tall Metrcogian, a man whose arms themselves could have been bulldozers and breathed like a furnace confronted him directly like he was looking to cause trouble. It took some fast talking and even quicker feet to defuse that one.
He'd only just lost him maybe five minutes ago when he runs into Karkat, looking more than a little frazzled. He was still in the labcoat, t-shirt, and rolled-up khakis he arrived in, but his mane was a mess and he looked like he was still trying to catch his breath. Seeing one of the City's own kids was a welcome sight at that point, whatever he might end up encountering from it.
He sticks his hands in the pockets of his labcoat and glances down at the boy.]
Long day? [It was a silly question, really. Every one of them has had a long day at this point, and some of them certainly look it, himself included.]
no subject
The second was a little more dangerous, but not as visible to someone who wasn't as used to it as he was. People have avoided him and cross on the other side of the street because they were afraid of his size since he was a kid. When it gets truly insidious is when an eight-foot-tall Metrcogian, a man whose arms themselves could have been bulldozers and breathed like a furnace confronted him directly like he was looking to cause trouble. It took some fast talking and even quicker feet to defuse that one.
He'd only just lost him maybe five minutes ago when he runs into Karkat, looking more than a little frazzled. He was still in the labcoat, t-shirt, and rolled-up khakis he arrived in, but his mane was a mess and he looked like he was still trying to catch his breath. Seeing one of the City's own kids was a welcome sight at that point, whatever he might end up encountering from it.
He sticks his hands in the pockets of his labcoat and glances down at the boy.]
Long day? [It was a silly question, really. Every one of them has had a long day at this point, and some of them certainly look it, himself included.]