"You have no idea how bad I wish I was jokin'. You might like the raccoon, though. He was funny. An asshole, but funny." He responds because... yeah, that's messed up. But far easier to put out than the grueling emotional toll of that day. How his whole life built to a crashing crescendo. A whole lot of carefully balanced pain slipped and crashed like a house in a landslide.

"She told me a little bit about a big ol' witch but not too much more than that." The 'not too much more' was a pretty dang big thing, but not something he'd readily mention. "Sounds like you girls have you a hell of a time."