"Um. No thank you."

"--Depends on what that is."

“‘S made from pufferfish. Having a little calms you down, having a lot gets you high, either way your body gets kinda fucked up and twitchy. —I’m getting high, I need it after today.”

"I might leave that to you."

Shrug. “More for me, I guess.” Tubbo eats two pufferfish and, as promised, starts walking strangely. “Ohhhhh man, ohhhhhhh shit. I. I see why Schlatt died now, ooookay.” Ranboo grabs his arm and helps him balance when he looks for a moment like he’s going to fall over. 

Tubbo is also getting supported from the other side. No falling over is happening today.

Jingyan feels very vindicated in his decision not to partake.

And Tubbo is feeling very vindicated in his decision to partake, so it works out. “Ranboo, you’re— you’re running, in the next election, for president of this nation, yeah? I. I hope you do a better job than I have.”

“You haven’t done too bad.”

“I didn’t want any of this.” 

"No one wants to lead in a crisis-- but from what I've seen, you have done well. A lot of people would have done worse things."

Soooo vindicated

“Fuuuuuuuck I’m high right now. Oh prime look at the ground wiggle.”

"Let's get you to a chair."

Tubbo will agreeably be led wherever he is taken! The twitching seems to be going away, but he’s still definitely out of it. 

Well, the amount Tubbo's out of it is concerning, but at least in a chair he and Ranboo can let go and Tubbo can't fall flat on his face and break something

"Thank you, Jingyan. You--this is a bit of a mess." Laugh. "And you, uh, you live here now. Sorry about that. Hopefully it'll be less--hopefully it'll be better soon."

"It's not your fault. And you're doing well."

"...Thank you."

"And it's not like you decided to land me here."

"Yeah. But... You could have lived somewhere else. Not that I'm trying to get you to leave, we're really fucking grateful for you, just. Shit, man."

"I could have. But I'm not."

"Yeah." Smile. "You're a pretty cool guy, y'know. L'Manberg is, we're honored to have you." He curls up in on himself a little, drawing his hands into his suit. It's too big for him.

He does not entirely know how to respond to that. This is a whole weird accident-- of fate, of answering on voice chat two-- and he doesn't regret it, but he cannot take credit either.

"I'm honoured to be able to help. You're all worth it."

".....Oh."

If Tommy were here he would punch Tubbo's shoulder and talk about how actually they're worth a lot more than just some random dude, thankyouverymuch, Jingyan had better be offering more if he wants to be worth Tubbo, and Tubbo would joke back, and in a couple sentences they'd be laughing.

"Um, thanks."

Jingyan sits down awkwardly on the ground next to Tubbo, and hopes that counts well enough as a) a response and b) a sign of solidarity.

Yeah. Yeah, it does.