"Is that why David can't seem to get over my dating you?" Because it really does bother him a little bit.

Kyle nods. "I. Yeah. I asked Cartman once why he couldn't just leave Butters alone and he told me that Butters was SO stupid that he needed someone to tell him what to do."

Kyle chews his lip and then nods. He steps toward the mannequin, which just stares ahead with a vacant expression.

"I'm. Sorry, Butters. I'm sorry we took advantage of you. It wasn't right, you were a person with feelings and we always treated you shitty. Uhm. And I'm especially sorry about the time we put your eye out and refused to take you to the doctor."

A weight lifts off of his chest and he exhales. "Dude. That helped."