Alley... doesn't ask what he means by shed, because context clues with the rest of what he says makes it, if not clear, then at least likely.

Huh.

"So you're a chameleon zombie," jokes, she's got them, even if her delivery is dryer than the desert. But between changing colors and apparently shedding skin, she doesn't think the comparison is too out there.

And right around then, into the garden car trots a massive hound with a big stick in his mouth, behind Alley's back. Look what he found! ...Somewhere!