Jonah frowned. He waved his arms around like a spastic mad-man for a moment, as if trying to fight like a sissy. He bent over, touched the grass, and punched a tree (wincing afterwards) and returned. He was trying to see if this was real. He figured that if he could touch it, it was real. 

"Mmmmmm... Pretty sure it's real..." he let out a long sigh, looking around hopefully, as if expecting something to come and take him away to the world he used to know.