[ Dipper gives Minato an appraising look, trying to discern if there's more to it than the sting of a slap. Who's he kidding? Of course there is. There always is.

But he doesn't harp on that point just yet, still overwhelmingly relieved that Minato is safe and sound and not about to get squashed by oncoming traffic. ]

Definitely not. I mean, we have our fair share of creepy ghosts, but I've never met one who could do something like that. It's...pretty messed up, what they're doing.

[ He pauses, glancing away. ]

It's just like the trees.