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[Schneizel's voice is calm, composed, as ever. It is, perhaps, a little more drawn than usual, as if he's speaking part to himself. Such is only to be expected, after all - it's difficult not to be affected by those dreams, and even he is not immune.]The presentation was different this time, but they had the same herald. The dreams - I wonder, did
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Are you saying this has happened before? [ Not that what Schneizel said was unclear, but this is what happens when Guilford wakes up in a cold sweat, and with more confusion than he thought healthy. So many questions, and none of them made any sense. ]
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[His tone is more even now, smoother, like the topic calms his own unease. Whether or not that's the case, or if he's putting on the calm, or, indeed, was putting on the unease, is debateable.]
They manifested quite differently last time, however. Instead of being shown to us all in one, residents became... visitors, in the dreams of others.
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Though I am skeptical of such an idea being the truth, I cannot deny what I saw.
[ Rubbing his forehead. This was most frustrating. ] As you asked, I wore the crown to sleep, and my visions were numerous and lucid. It is my hope that another might have had some success at keeping these dreams at bay, and is willing to share their methods.
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[A pause, a little sigh, as if Guilford's frustration and unease are shared on some level. It's not untrue.]
None were yours, however?
[It isn't really a question.]
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[ Then again. ] The dreams did not seem... harmful. Confusing and disorienting, at worst.
No, there were not even any familiar scenes-- [ A beat. ] Save perhaps one.
[ He almost cannot believe he is going to ask this of him. Of the man whom he all but abandoned the Empire over -- had it not already been crumbling around him. If Lelouch had begun to expose the filthier sides of conflict and rubbed the world's face in them, then Schneizel was the one who had made the events deeply personal.
However, now was not the time to bring such a thing up. This Schneizel was not from that time, though the ghost of that action and the encounters to follow were hard to ignore.
With a careful tone: ] Are you well?
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But Guilford does not, therefore Schneizel does not. The question to his welfare catch his interest, however, and he finds himself wondering about the formality of it. As it is, the words themselves give him pause. So many ways to interpret such a question, so many ways to answer.]
Such a thing is not something I would wish to spectate on, but yes, I am. I hope it has not affected you too adversely, either. They may not be physically harmful, but it's easy to understand why some may find them painful regardless...
A 'direct approach' may be worthwhile, however. The mare may well be more than a simple herald, after all... though I am, admittedly, hesitant to take such action without confirmation.
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[ Though it could not be seen, Guilford shook his head. ] The overwhelming feeling will pass. [ He was used to nightmares, after all; figments of memories he could not explain, or portends of unlikely and unrealistic futures. Perhaps that is why the one scene lingered for so long in his mind. It was as if he was meant to see it. To catch a glimpse into the mind of a man he thought he might understand, but turned out to be capable of far stranger things than Guilford could imagine. ]
[ In the interest of discretion, he switched the feed over to something more private, even though he had not yet mastered the intricacies of the device's encryption capabilities. ]
[ Private ]
Tell me, Schneizel. Have you had that part of the dream, before? [ It begged for analysis, but in his current state, Guilford could not properly pick apart all the minute details in the ( ... )
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[The amused sound in his throat is barely audible, but sharp ears may catch it regardless.]
Certainly, the feelings will pass.
[He leaves it at that.]
[Private; very difficult to hack]
[The question is met with pensive quiet. He wonders what, exactly, Guilford is referring to - the dream itself, or specifics? It matters little, when it comes down to it. They're one in the same.
He has little desire for anything to explain the workings of his own mind to this man, but decides to indulge him, on this occasion. A little dribble of information in the right circumstances is all that's necessary, after all.
He smiles thinly, and although it can't be seen, it might just be colouring his voice.]
Many of my dreams follow a similar vein or theme, Guilford. Specifics, however, are more likely to differ.
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Pardon my curiosity. I do wonder what purpose sharing these dreams might have. If your vision was shared with others, I can only guess that the rest were also taken from other denizens. Is there some lesson the fae might be attempting to teach us?
Though yours -- the one I presume to be yours -- is the only one I recognize.
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The dreams come from the minds of the residents. I believe that mine was the only one from anyone of our world.
It's possible they wish to teach a lesson, but it's clear that, at the least, there is a message to be found. They followed a theme, after all.
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I cannot see what they might have accomplished. [ Perhaps his view was too narrow. ]
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[ And it was too early to deal with the situation with any clarity, regardless. ] I suppose this will be just one more thing to mull over with breakfast.
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Such matters are so plentiful here.
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