"Libra sign, got it." She nodded, committing it to memory as her mind raced. Karkat's scent was memorized as well, as she doubted the dolls would bother to clean themselves up between attempted stabbings.

"The same. At least when this place goes to hell it usually likes to do it all at once instead of piecemeal." Mouth twisted unhappily, she snorts. "Not like that's any consolation."

Turning back to Karkat, she cocked her head and looked him over, wracking her brain to see if she'd seen him around before. "When did you wake up here? I don't remember seeing you around before. I try to remember all the new arrivals."