"Well yeah, man." That came with a low chuckle. "Like, yeah, I know that part. You a magic eel though? I didn't know eels could talk." At this point, he'd gone from being hunched over on the bench to slowly but surely rolled over. One long, fluid motion that took him from a sitting position to a laying one, long hair everywhere, taking up that whole damn bench, dark eyes having not moved once from the eel.

"Are you a pooka?"