Karkat flinches at the sound of Blue's voice in his head, alarm, almost panic spiking in response to it. His instinctive response is to try and shut him out (get out, stay out), but for the moment, he stifles it, hooking a hand under one of Blue's arms, trying to haul him back into a standing position.

"We're fine, unless you're afraid of getting trampled by disgruntled shoppers. You're making a scene, though. I'm embarrassed to be seen with you right now, get up," he both says and thinks in Blue's direction, unsure whether or not he's supposed to be communicating aloud or mentally. His discomfort with telepathy is palpable.