[Now is when Eddie's eyes go wide and his jaw hangs open again; Jake is hugging him in the most awkward way possible, and when he cranes his head around to see why, he understands; the poor kid has antlers and ears and fuzzy little deer legs.]

...Holy shit yourself, kid. What happened to you? You're—

[He pauses.] No, no, I didn't die, I'm just fine. I mean, I have gills, but. Hell, Jake, how long have you been here?

[Long enough to have turned into half a deer and be just fine with that, apparently?]