memory’s so treacherous
Chewing at the inside of his cheek and glancing back at the kettle as if also willing it to boil faster, he glances around again to hear Tobi rush into such an unexpected thread of conversation. His cheeks flush to hear the details of how he'd been found in his dreams, the Spyglass clearing his throat and looking awkwardly at the ground. "No, he wasn't my nightmare," he mumbles.
"I was having an old nightmare, but it changed, suddenly. I was behind a waterfall. Remi got me out of there, just before Ronin appeared," he explains, interrupted by the blissful whistling of the kettle. "I daresay it was their dream abilities at work," he continues, taking the kettle off the stove so he can pour their tea. "Would it have mattered, if he was?"
"I was having an old nightmare, but it changed, suddenly. I was behind a waterfall. Remi got me out of there, just before Ronin appeared," he explains, interrupted by the blissful whistling of the kettle. "I daresay it was their dream abilities at work," he continues, taking the kettle off the stove so he can pour their tea. "Would it have mattered, if he was?"
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
