[Karkat drops his voice as well, because it's easier to discuss that way.]
W-well. Reproduction. For trolls.
[He can't even look her in the face as he rushes out an explanation.]
When the Imperial Drone comes knocking, he has two buckets for the two concupiscent quadrants, and a troll must supply each bucket with genetic material together with their partners for said quadrants or else they're culled. The buckets are then taken to the Mother Grub, who combines it into an incestuous slurry and then lays thousands of eggs.
[Breeeaaathe.]
Then you. You. Dumped a bucket. Of liquid. On him.
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W-well. Reproduction. For trolls.
[He can't even look her in the face as he rushes out an explanation.]
When the Imperial Drone comes knocking, he has two buckets for the two concupiscent quadrants, and a troll must supply each bucket with genetic material together with their partners for said quadrants or else they're culled. The buckets are then taken to the Mother Grub, who combines it into an incestuous slurry and then lays thousands of eggs.
[Breeeaaathe.]
Then you. You. Dumped a bucket. Of liquid. On him.
[Sooo red in the face.]