[Forever without script, Gamzee had been idly eyeing the shrubs and trees again, the new Eridan, until he was addressed.]

Shit fuckin' yeah I be down for that, wicked Jadebrothers! Gotta all go get a motherfucker his fix on, yeah? All know a sister be workin' the noise what's in that place, too.

[He was forever the accessory, the afterthought, the shadow, trailing behind and flowing in and out of situations like a backdrop. It was so interesting to be involved in everyone like that. So beautiful. Everything was so beautiful.]