...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.