Kyle sinks against Quentin gratefully. "Yeah but that doesn't make it feel less shitty," he points out.

He sighs, eyeing the dummies.

"I dunno, just... guilty. We never treated Butters very well, you know? And he was a nice guy, just a little dumb. He didn't deserve how we treated him. I mean, with Cartman it was his own fault for always doing what he told him, a little... Well. Maybe."

He shrugs, uncomfortable. "You could get Butters to go along with almost anything. So. We did."