[He's not really sure what he has to do to convince her to believe that it absolutely wasn't him jerking around like a rag doll for a hot minute, and he just stares on her with a level of incredulity matched only by his penchant for weird shit happening to him.]

UH. YEAH? THAT THING JUST ATTACKED ME, MAN.

[What thing?

It's all in your head, Ryuji.]

I've seen some weird shit back home. Shadows taking on all these crazy forms, walls that aren't walls, paintings that come alive. You gotta believe there's more out there than just flesh and blood.