[oh god, did that just happen?! archer recoils slightly, if only from shock.]

--Talking. God. What the shit did I do?

[he cautiously reaches out and ruffles the fur on cosmos's head. fuck he's such a sucker for dogs.]

You're real, right? [he stops and looks away, talking to himself.] Yeah, because if the talking dog says yes that's conclusive proof, right?