[Karkat isn't used to this town yet, nor is he used to all of the people running around, acting like he's some sort of divine gift shat out from whatever god reigned over this universe. It's hard enough trying to avoid people constantly praising his arrival regularly, but adding in his own imbalance with his new wings, and you have a very frustrated troll who's just above flailing as he walks.]

That's great, real fucking great, can you just-- Ow, fuck! Can you all just leave me alone for five goddamn minutes?!

[He flails, regains his balance, forces the offending appendages flat against his back before storming off. He doesn't even care if he roughly shoulders past a robe-wearing person; everyone in this damn town is insane, he's decided that much.]