And so she was left without point, purpose, reason, or desire.
What idolization. What brilliance had seemed to come from that guide; how easily it lead to idolization. Such mastery over words, over magic (but that couldn't be true), could only come from a troll beyond her greatest imagining. Greater than any boasting from Vriska; greater than the fluctuations of Sollux; greater by far than Karkat's claims to grandeur left festering by the wayside.
How easy it was to be drawn, beckoned, called sweetly into the red. How easy to be caught and tempted away from Vriska and her deepening lunatic idiocy.
Even when the apparent idiocy of their first conversation seemed to threaten any respect Kanaya held.
The bitterness of one more betrayal could have made her sick. It nearly did. The discovery of a creature that was not a troll did shock her into silence for a long while. A small, pale creature, sans h