Twilight, in the last two weeks, I've dealt with a fully sapient goat-like creature that should not flourish in daylight yet manages to do so, small man-made spheres that can comfortably contain fully grown animals, a floating psychic piglet who will apparently be able to talk to me in my thoughts in a while, a girl with pink hair who can talk with animals, a whole world that does not follow any kind of traditional rule of economy, medicine, or governance and still functions perfectly...

At this point, I'll believe anything. It's either all true... or I'm going to wake up in a mental institution. I'm hoping the former, to be honest. [He's sort of resigned to everything being upside down, he'll admit.]