[DROP] perchance, to dream

In Amhran's mind he's still walking, so quickly does sleep take him. Outside of his mind, of course, he's sunk quite abruptly to the soft ground of the Peepholes with a mumbled and nonsensical exclamation, hands making a half-hearted attempt to catch him as he hits the deck, and he's asleep before he can so much as register the feel of the earth beneath his body. In his dreams, things are much more interesting. He doesn't know where Deimos and Noah have gone, but quite suddenly that doesn't seem as important as the something up ahead, with its bone-root-antlers and hazy, unclear shape. Amhran's hand raises up as if to shade his eyes from the glow, his feet taking him ever closer, though he's unsure how much of a difference proximity is likely to make. "Hello?" he calls. (It's not his fault, the vast majority of animals he encounters are Attuned and understand him). Amhran calls out to the strange creature! amhran amhran