The merc raises an eyebrow behind his helmet. He'd been picked to deal with this kid over his compatriots on account of his relatively even temperament. Given that their employers didn't want those taken to be permanently damaged, it was best not to give what could be a volatile child to an equally erratic personality.

"Don't be dramatic. We wanted you to understand the gravity of the situation. Now, then."

He tabs his omni-tool and opens up a few screens full of text, illegible from the child's position save for an image of Karkat himself.

"What lies beyond the Omega-4 relay?"