... Right. Well uh, I mean... not sure how to help you in that regard...
Can you contact her? You said she was good at mind stuff. Plus talking some of this through might help take some of this guy's emotional ammo away.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-nods- Well- I mean- sure- but... she's away on her honeymoon right now. So I kinda don't want to bother her. And she's pregnant, so she can't really do any vigilante work-
-hears the door, and her ears twitch a little- Who is it-?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-slim is toying with a swirling white galaxy above Kareena's head-
-he plunges his left arm down into it, his arm vanishing as it enters the portal-
-his right arm is braced against the comatose Kareena's hands, which are clasped across her chest-
Soon, very, very soon...
All our wishes can come true-Hal looks to Purr-
Is this one of your friends?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... No I-...
-notices Mia just walk out-
... That's a short attention span.
-to Hal- Not... especially, I think?
I usually have this standard where if someone started getting friendly because of my cat ears- then I give them a higher bar before I consider them a friend.
And she sorta latched onto my ears. I had to tell her to ask me whether she can pet them.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postYeah, that's... yeah. That's probably a smart way of approaching things.
So what else about those dreams seemed weird?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I mean- there is a fourth common thing...
But- uh- in terms of weird things.
The first one- I had maids, and so- I was in a position of luxury, so... it was clearly something that was supposed to make me relax and not look for fine details. Penthouse apartment.
The second one, was like... well- one part of it was taking a bus. And it felt like when I looked out the window, that we were always passing the same street, but there was always something that stopped me from looking at the window too long to realize it.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHrm. Copypaste dreams, guess it would free him up from maintaining stuff on the fly. Misdirection is the name of the game... he wants us to avoid paying attention to him, avoid connecting the dots until he's done.
What's the fourth common element? That's probably important, too.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-he pulls out a single white strand, no bigger than a horse hair, and swallows it like a noodle-
-he then places the web back into Kareena's galaxy, head, thingy-
-he removes his hands, and gently swipes down the bridge of Kareena's nose with his pointer finger. He then pulls his away slowly, and she begins to sit up, eyes still closed-
-it's like he's manipulating a puppet, gently tugging at each string to make sure they still work-
All our wishes can come true-Looks at the confused picture of himself, confusedly-
... Wait... me?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"... Not... that big a problem?"
"I was raised to decipher such things since before I was three. I don't know how it is where you're from, but it's quite strenuous where I'm from."