[A look of realization dawned over Gamzee's face like the Light of the Gods had just shone down upon him. His mouth was moving in erratic patterns, like he didn't know which emotion to feel first. Shock, amusement, relief, hysterics...]

Hahahaha! Bro!

[He laughed heartily, tilting his head back to honk up at the treetops.]

The fuck you ain't just all motherfuckin' gettin' your say on all at that noise what's like, way mother fucking earlier, dog!? Shit, a gangsta be all sorts of goddamn willing to get his assists on in that department, my most anxious of motherfuckers!

[Slapping Henry's shoulder sympathetically, Gamzee motioned with his hand for him to stand up. He was going to lead him to a spot more conducive to chillaxing. A hollowed-out tree he'd passed by earlier.]

Come on, brother o' mine. The medicine man up and got all just what you be fuckin' needing at.