[He doesn't like her hiding away...but he doesn't force her and just stares at her, trying to not let the rise of distress get any higher than it already has.
From the sounds of it, she really had been part of his dream. Or at the very least, somehow was able to view it just from a different perspective. If it had only been the first part then it would have been fine, cute even. They could have had a much happier conversation. But if she was part of the last...did she feel the wolf's final moments? What happened in that part?
And at her question, he can only look at her with a slightly pained expression before he finally nods in confirmation.]
...Yes. ...It was us.
[Why they were wolves...he doesn't know. Dreams are like that, he supposes, either symbolic or just pure nonsense.]
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From the sounds of it, she really had been part of his dream. Or at the very least, somehow was able to view it just from a different perspective. If it had only been the first part then it would have been fine, cute even. They could have had a much happier conversation. But if she was part of the last...did she feel the wolf's final moments? What happened in that part?
And at her question, he can only look at her with a slightly pained expression before he finally nods in confirmation.]
...Yes. ...It was us.
[Why they were wolves...he doesn't know. Dreams are like that, he supposes, either symbolic or just pure nonsense.]