"Yeaaaaah. I kinda forget that shit I think is normal really. really isn't." He shrugs, because even if he tries to filter himself he ends up forgetting midway through conversations and keeps on saying insane shit.

"Anyone who dies comes back the next day, Friday carries them back to their cabin and tucks them into bed. Which is either really sweet or super creepy depending on how you look at it." But he brightens up at the mention of the dog because he is a simple man who loves dogs. "Her name is Ammy. She's a big white wolf dog and when she barks you can understand her. It's fucking awesome."