With the more obvious hint to who was in his Slammer's body already solidified, the unfamiliar language because familiar, confirming that this indeed was his friend. The tension in Garren's tiny body melted, and he all but threw himself forward to cling to Jules with a fresh, unhappy whail.

Because just because he knew who was in his Slammer's body, he still didn't know where his Slammer was or what had happened!