#ofc he's gonna pull his head into the sand and use apathy as his defense

[razzle-zazzle]

mm thinks about bad end craig. thinks about how being possessed for five+ (for a decade or more) feeds into a sense of helpless defeatism. thinks about how he gets ever more numb to it all, to every awful thing cavisuwa does with his hands his lightning his body and thinks about all the ways craig still cares despite that. humans are nothing but fodder to cavisuwa, little more than attendants and food for giant guinea pigs. craig sees people die every day and really, why should he care? he's not the one doing this, and it's nothing special anymore. his family is dead. jimmy was a damn good double agent until bebe sniffed out his real loyalties and now—but it doesn't matter. it doesn't matter and craig doesn't care he doesn't he doesn't (blood on his hands). his family is dead. he doesn't know where tweek is (but he has to be alive somewhere, he's always been tougher than anyone gives him credit for, if he could survive cavisuwa's attempted murder when they were 11 then he can survive a world overrun by giant omnivorous guinea pigs—), clyde is right there but it's not really clyde, not anymore, not after so many years with his whole nervous system under cavisuwa's control—and why does craig care anyway? clyde was always loud and annoying (but he doesn't deserve this, nobody does, not even cartman and butters deserved having their whole personalities rewritten just like that no matter how badly they sucked—) and cavisuwa only keeps clyde around to hurt craig, which is stupid anyway because craig doesn't care (there's nothing more cavisuwa can take from him and they both know this—) and it doesn't hurt him, it didn't hurt to have his own body taken from him and it didn't hurt to watch jimmy fry alive and it doesn't hurt when cavisuwa complains about how much humans just suck, oh they're so awful, and craig finds himself agreeing ever so slightly (there were so few people he'd have ever admitted to tolerating before all this) and it chafes that him and that rat bastard could ever agree on anything—

but it doesn't matter. because craig doesn't give a single fuck. he doesn't care. he doesn't.

(it does hurt. craig does care. but he's never gonna do anything about it, because he's a dick who doesn't care, never cared, and never will.)

(it hurts.)