So this kind of thing happens a lot, right? Anyone can just show up like magic?

[ A moment's hesitation. ]

Anyone like my dad?

Probably. I don't thee why your dad couldn't thow up.

[ Suddenly, John cranks his head towards the direction Sollux wasn't looking at and bends down on his knees, his body shaking quite uncontrollably. What he's doing is left up to the imagination of the observer... ]

...John?

[And he places his hand on John's shoulder.]

Heheheh... HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!

[ He was laughing. John was wheezing and half-chocking, and now rolling around in the grass, clutching onto his stomach for dear life. The heir of breath literally had the wind knocked out of him. ]

[Sollux just... stares.]

Are you okay...?

[ ...Nope. Still a giggling inferno. ]

—Thought... But I... Then you... Heheheh...

[ Wheeze wheeze wheeze. ]

... I don't get human humor.

No no no, wait—! I can. Heheh. Explain. [ He hehe's some more takes in deep breaths,

until he swiftly snaps right back on his feet and stares at his trollbro with a serious composure. ]

You totally said he was gonna throw up.

...

[Okay. He's turning around to go inside now. Wow John, rude.]

[ Processing... processing...

Oh God. Wait. No. Shit. ]

Wait! Bluh, that's not what I meant! [ John runs up from behind, grabbing his shoulders. ] I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to make fun of you.

[He looks over his shoulders at John.]

You thtill did.