"Towelie. Right. Got it." There's a major gap in his understanding he's not sure he can fill when he doesn't yet know how to ask after things he'd have to find a word for in the first place. He pets Kyle's face sweetly a moment. "Your whole dimension sounds like a fever dream sometimes."

"No. But if you hug that sentient turd I'm going to have to lobotomize myself just enough to keep from teasing you about it for the rest of our lives."