"I'm fine." He is doing so well at not appearing rattled, yes definitely.

"Sure, okay. Am I, uh, helping by being here, or should I... go...?"

"You're not bothering me."

"That's, uh, not really what I asked, but okay. Sure. Yeah. Um. What's... up...?" Ranboo starts punching a nearby grass block. (Jingyan may or may not notice that Ranboo doesn't make eye contact and hasn't for this whole conversation.)

Jingyan has not been much with the eye contact this conversation, so he hasn't noticed. "It's nothing you need to worry about." He should probably explain, shouldn't he. He must be worrying Ranboo and he should say something. He doesn't want to, but-- he should. "It's just-- Ghostbur."

"Ah. Yeah. That makes sense. I like Ghostbur but he can-- say some things, sometimes."

"Also, he is dead." Which is probably a safe explanation.

"Yep. He sure is that. ...I never met him when he was alive. It's... kind of weird, because. Everyone else here has? So they're all--comparing."

"He was different? --not that you'd know, necessarily."

"Yeah. Or, I think so? I'm, um, I'm pretty sure."

"What was he like? If you know."

"I, uh, don't, really. I'm sorry. Tommy and Tubbo were close to him but they don't really... talk. About him. Very much. I know he's the one who blew up L'Manberg? That's about it. And he, uh, used to-- remember everything?

Tommy says that Wilbur used to be a bad guy but I mostly think Tommy just misses him."

"So the explosion--actually happened. There were witnesses."

“…Yes? I wasn’t here but everyone else was. And, uh.” Gesture at the crater. 

"I was not sure if-- if Wilbur was the one who did it."

“…I think Dream and Techno helped? Techno spawned withers, I know that part. But, uh. Yeah. I don’t think anyone disputes that. I don’t— know the whole story, if you want that you should probably ask—I would say Tommy or Tubbo but, they’re, uh—probably already having enough of a time right now—you can ask around, though, if you want? Almost everyone was there for it, it was, uh, kind of a big deal.”

He isn't sure what a either is, but that is at least some of an explanation for why Technoblade is a wanted man. "I have. Possibly poked enough wounds today."

“Yeah, that’s— that’s fair.

I think everyone was there except George and Puffy and I. If you want to ask people another time. I don’t know that Ghostbur—remembers, really? He only remembers happy things, it’s why he’s—the way he is. Or, uh, it’s part of it.”

"That would explain the alarming cheerfulness."

“Yeah. I think that’s most of how he was—different, before.

I get it, honestly. But I, uh, get why it upsets people, too.”

"It's-- an experience, talking with him."

“Yeah, I can—yeah. It can definitely… yeah. Um.” He is just going to place this grass block down a couple spots to the left. “Especially if you didn’t— know. Anything. I can imagine that it might be a lot.”

"The dead usually aren't so talkative, where I'm from. Or so chipper."

“Yeah. I mean, not— I don’t think everyone who dies here comes back as a ghost? Schlatt died, I’m pretty sure, and I haven’t seen him around. I dunno, honestly.”

"So, he's-- unusual, even among other ghosts. If they're even around."