Rubbing the back of his head, Daylight thinned his lips while trying to stir up some fainter memories for a response. "... It's been strange, I guess. Between having this body and the whole situation with Agatha-"

He pauses and turns around to look into his house, his expression one of nervousness. When he's sure that no one (obviously Agatha) didn't overhear him, Daylight continues: "Yeah. This has been a fucky holiday season. All I can hope now is that she goes back to normal or something. And soon. It's... weird living with her."