Jake has fought as a soldier in wars. He is literally in an elite unit. The people he's meeting in this place makes him feel like his life is really a children's book compared to some. Especially when they start talking about magic and world's like this he's hearing about.

"I mean, that makes more sense than a lot of things I've heard of. I can't even imagine some of these and what all it means. It's like storybooks in my world." And he's loving learning about it, when even at the same time he's having a damn time wrapping his head around it all. "Okay that's cool though. Most times it just seems like it's one or the other," he admits. "So cool."

And it is, though it's cool if it wasn't mixed like that either. It's magic, after all!

Cooler than suddenly being a damn ghost. Well, a ghost that isn't a ghost, apparently.

"I'm not! I'm just... A shadow?" His nose wrinkles, trying to imagine what that even means. And how to make it stop.

He peers over her shoulder, reading. "Uhmmm, I went mining recently, and I was just cleaning up my gear. I wonder if it was on there and I breathed it in." He's trying not to sound hopeful at the idea of it not being permanent.