"You died, you dumbass. Scared the living shit out of me. You have a fiancé!" He gestures at Eric. "Did you think about him for a second before you decided to up and fucking die?"

"...uh..."

"...oh." He looks at Eric then looks away, shuffling his feet awkwardly. "Um. Sorry, Eric. Don't be sad? I'm okay."

"I'm. Very confused right now."

"Would you like a hug? Hugs help me when I'm confused."

"You know what, Tae-hwan, yes, I would like a hug, that would improve things right now. Can you hug me away from your b—that's an urn now."

"Aw man my body looked kinda cool though." But yes he'll hug Eric.

Peter looks at the urn with an uncomfortable look on his face. "Should we, like... tell Zach Tae-hwan's okay? Oh by the way Tae-hwan if you want you can fly up to where Zach is right now."

"—I can?" Then he vanishes except for a wisp of his soul and shoots up the ravine.

"...I."

"You can Transportalate up, right? I'll wait for you there." He grabs the urn then up onto his broomstick and up again.

That... felt... rude?

He Transportalates back up.

"—dead!"

"I am dead! I'm a ghost!"

"You're a ghost! That's so cool!"

Peter looks pained.

"...hey can we go back to the rental? I'm kind of over today. And I need to talk to Peter."

Peter blinks several times at Eric. "Uh, yeah? We can? What's, uh, up?"

"Later. Can you give Tae-hwan a ride on your broomstick?"

"Yeah, if he becomes less he can ride on my broomstick, he won't be heavy."

"Cool. I'll wait for you guys there." And he Transportalates back to the rental.

Okay what the fuck.

Nope. He's got nothing. He is going to wait until Peter arrives and ask Peter to explain in small words what, exactly, the fuck, so that he will know what to feel. Something just happened, something just changed, in, in, in the whole entire world or in him and he does not know what to do about any of that.