Of course I did. There isn't much I could gather and the hippies kept quiet about them. They could only touch each other and followed specific people. Mister feathers, [He pauses to grin at the nickname.] my bro had a snow leopard.

Some guy had a baby giraffe as his. I'd love to know what the fuck that was about.

[He pauses, knowing the topic of death is tricky and he'll have to navigate around his own.]

Death isn't forever here. [It wasn't at home either.] In a day or two or however long till shit settles, people come back. It feels really awkward at first. Especially for the dead guy coming back. [Don't pick up on what he's not saying Jane. He really doesn't want to admit he died.]