He notices and it stretches his smile out more. He looks almost blissful as he shuffles his way closer. He doesn't know what all is up in his pan or making his pumpbiscuit get a little dance on up against his ribs but it's the best feeling he's all up and had since he arrived here. He can't let it go. Won't. He'll figure what all the good feels are being and he'll-- He doesn't motherfucking know.

"Got that sick up and with its graspers digging all through my digestion sack." Karkat was always telling him to eat more... Gamzee takes a breath. "Know this brother has to be getting his eat on, just..."