[This is a lot to take in, so much so that he doesn't even attempt to question it. Not with this world's craziness and everything going on at once and happening strangely all the time. He's... sort of gotten used to it, bizarrely enough. Still strange but... liveable now.

Umbreon, in his pouting, sniffs Tina's hand. Yup, it's still Tina alright, even with her voice being the same from the horse-lady, but the scent adds up that it's her. He affectionately purrs at the hoof-hand and tries to rub his face at it as best he can.]

I'm beginning to think this world is always throwing us into some sort of weirdness... last month didn't seem too weird aside from the monster plant that I heard about, but everything else has just been... too strange.