[He never really thought about what Wrath might dream about. Still reeling from his own terrible visions in front of his closed eyes, he propped himself up on his hands and actually looked in the direction of the living mop's voice.]
You okay? Do you, uh, want to talk about it? I mean...I'm already awake.
[Whatever snake-filled breadscape Wrath would describe to him would be a welcome thought to chase away his own nightmare.]
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[He never really thought about what Wrath might dream about. Still reeling from his own terrible visions in front of his closed eyes, he propped himself up on his hands and actually looked in the direction of the living mop's voice.]
You okay? Do you, uh, want to talk about it? I mean...I'm already awake.
[Whatever snake-filled breadscape Wrath would describe to him would be a welcome thought to chase away his own nightmare.]