[Ralph frowns slightly.]

Well, yeah, you live here.

[If something did happen, Vanellope would be able to regenerate, but Ralph wouldn't. He'd just have to be careful and keep an eye on things.

He raises an eyebrow, whatever it was that she found could move around? Was it some kind of ice cream creature or something?

Ralph was going to say something about sticking around until the President told him to move, but she had already dashed off.

He sighs slightly and crosses his arms, waiting for Vanellope to give him the okay to come on in.]