[Karkat whirls around, Clawsickle in his hand. He vaults over the appearifier and is halfway across the room before he realizes that it's John, and not some servant of the Black King that escaped from its test tube.
He skids to an uncerimonious halt, breath coming in erratic, gasping gulps. He doesn't say anything for a while, and some of the grubs begin to gleefully climb up his legs.
Not realizing this, Karkat points his sickle at John and snaps accusingly -]