[Venkman lazily waves at anyone who gives them odd looks. The same fear still burns in his own head, and he's honestly not sure if it'll ever completely go away. But at the very least, he's reached a point where he can brush it off.]

Fascinating, Spengs. I'll look forward to your dissertation on arachnid evolution in this universe.

[Kildarby swoops into the elevator just before it closes, and perches on Venkman's knee. She stares at Egon for a long moment, before reaching up and tugging at his glasses with her beak.]

My brain still feels like I ran it through a blender, but it's not as bad as it was when I woke up on the beach. No hallucinations, unless it turns out I don't have a giant crow on me right now.