"What?" He blinks, staring at the device, stunned and confused though no one can see it. Which he's glad for. He's already uncertain enough about this whole talking thing without seeing one another.

"They can say a lot of things. Don't mean we're all weird like some dime novel or something." He's seen those outer space books and he can't even imagine.

"How could you make whatever color you wear make you do something magical or whatever?" He's quiet a moment before adding. "You don't got to be wearing them nightclothes for it to work, do you?"