Dave had food and that meant that Karkat could stomp wherever he wanted to stomp. He closed the door and stepped in himself, taking out the food to sit down in front of the TV and lay it out on the floor. "Chinese. Saying something-nese is racist, but I'll give you a pass again 'cause you brought food." That was the way to Dave's heart, or to his home, it was food. "
Maybe Japanese and I'm the racist."

The racist who was shoving food in his face by the proper use of chopsticks. Also something he had to learn as a child. "If this is sorry," he said, stopping to eat more food, "I hope your guilt never stops." he lifted some of the food upward toward Karkat to offer it to him. "Tastes good, come try."