"Basically none of what you just said means anything to me, but okay! And no, that wasn't an invitation to give me context, I don't care."

He got the important part, terrifying dicks. Which is mostly the part he cares about anyway.

"Yeah around here it's more growing an extra one or losing it or it just getting really weird shaped. Also cloacas. Cloacae? Inside bird junk, is what I mean. But yeah, I'm enjoying my brief anatomical respite to drink and smoke and all that kinda stuff I don't normally get to do. Plus this whole deal is pretty cool!"

Jack raises his hands...and they drift off of his wrists, looping around each other in the air like toy airplanes.

"I can do it with my head, too, but that really freaks people out."