The funniest thing about isolating John’s Karkat fixation from their interactions is that John looks like some kind of obsessed harasser, when it is the OTHER dude who greets him with shit like
– You don’t know me, but I’ve been watching your childhood on pirated surveillance video, and I just wanted to say: I AM YOUR GOD, AND YOU SHALL LOATHE ME AND DESPAIR….. Anyway, here’s my number, call me maybe?
– Wow, I wasn’t expecting to see you here! It’s as if you were physically summoned by the patterns of ground-in masturbation stains on my underpants!
– Hi! So, uh, just in case you’ve been wondering, I’d like to assure you that I HAVEN’T been constantly yearning for you since the last time we met. You don’t have to worry whatsoever that I’ve been entertaining fantasies of the way your eyes shine when you laugh, or the way your lips feel when you kiss me, or the way your muscles bunch over your shoulders as you lift me against the wall… Welp, I’m glad to get that out of the way so there won’t be any reason for awkwardness between us!