[Strong. Yes. Maybe. Beatrix doesn't always feel strong, but... It's not as though others need to be aware of that. Wouldn't it be better to keep that hidden? It always has been before. No one else benefits from learning about it and neither does she. All it does is threaten her reputation. Her stance. Her position.]

I doubt very much there is anyone else here who truly understands what goes on in the nightmares. In an ideal world we would have no need to get ourselves involved in these things. Nothing here is particularly ideal. All we can do is be as prepared as time and circumstance will allow.

[She offers a short little nod, as though that ought to be encouragement enough, though she doubts very much that it is.]