[Stan raises an eyebrow at Dipper, completely aware that this boy is full of shit.]

Yeah? You've been holding up okay all on your own? With none of us here? Alone?

[He looks very, very skeptical. But then, he lets out a sigh and concedes a little.]

Well for what it's worth, it doesn't seem like you've been doing too bad surviving for the most part. Except for, y'know--

[He gestures at his own head where Dipper's feathers are starting to grow in. They both know what that is.]

But even with that...you're managing, and that's really something at your age.