[ okay, well, he doesn't talk about his death at all if he can help it, and nepeta wasn't around for that, he doubts anyone except for eridan actually knew which variety of flower karkat had perished in, but--

but he's got nothing. he sighs, and drags a hand down the side of his face. ]

Okay, okay, fine, that was a little unfair, but you know now, so can we cut the rose jokes and just agree to give them a wide berth out of mutual dislike?