Magic, a god...yeah, alright. It's as good an explanation as any, in all honesty, because what else is going to explain the impossible other than...the impossible?

Plus he comes from a world where hauntings are, like, super regular, so he's not going to sit here and whine about having the wool pulled off of his wet and squishy eyes about magic. If he wasn't freaked out so much right now, Freddy would be excited about the concept of a fantasy adventure.

Except...

Freddy stops touching his face to politely gesture in Souda's direction.

"You are still not human," he observes with friendly curiosity. "Why did they let you keep your shell? --Although..."

He tilts his head to the side and commands his ears to do a thoughtful wiggle. They don't.

"It does not appear that you have any seams or joints. Did the magic simply turn you organic?"

That's right: Freddy has been assuming Souda is also an animatronic this entire time.