"I dunno... Zombie Tuck's pretty funny..." Much thought about it. It would be a whole lot funnier when Tuck was alive again, he decided.
He hoped Tuck's sense of humour wouldn't change, but most of all he hoped Tuck wouldn't come back carrying a sack of nightmares or with a trigger-happy reflex that had him shoving his friends up against walls when they gave him a fright. Just be you he told Tuck, silently. Nothing less.
The boys made their way across the city, light slowly bleeding out of the sky as the sun went down. "Just remember," Much said, on Marian's doorstep. "We're not as stupid as she's going to say we are." Then with half a grin he let himself into the downstairs bar with a "COOOEEE" up toward Marian's apartment.