[Karkat shoves his hands into his own hoodie, watching her before he tilts his head, briefly wondering if his uncle was like this too. She certainly seemed to be talking like he was. Then again, Sal would bring her a cup of tea anyway. He glances up before giving a 'heh' noise.]

Yeah, he...I mean Dad told me he was pretty easy going. I could walk you to him if you feel like you're going to be sick...?