[Congratulations, Bastet, yours is the first dream to cause Lyle to bolt upright in bed.
It takes him a moment to slow down his breathing and even longer to realize that his jaw is fiercely clenched. As he manages to slowly calm himself, he mulls over the events of the dream. This is the third one vividly following the exploits of someone he knows. He is officially counting this as Not-A-Coincidence.
The strangeness of his own cameo is quickly bypassed in favour of other aspects, though some small part of his brain tells him that it isn't unusual to be confounded by the owner of that voice, even if it wasn't coming from a talking cat with startling news.
But no, what holds his attention is, of course, the confrontations. People whom Bastet valued being pitted against her. And sure, it was 'just a dream', however.
The Sphere pulled this kind of thing all the time, didn't it? Using whatever it could against a person, threatening what was important. More bothersome was the fact that everyone present kept using the word 'again'. He wondered if it meant something, if there was actually some terrible precedence or if that was just some strange dream rhetoric.
There was, he decided, no way he could figure that out right now in the middle of the night. He laid back down, closed his eyes, but it would still be a while before his mind would settle down enough to let him sleep once more.]
It takes him a moment to slow down his breathing and even longer to realize that his jaw is fiercely clenched. As he manages to slowly calm himself, he mulls over the events of the dream. This is the third one vividly following the exploits of someone he knows. He is officially counting this as Not-A-Coincidence.
The strangeness of his own cameo is quickly bypassed in favour of other aspects, though some small part of his brain tells him that it isn't unusual to be confounded by the owner of that voice, even if it wasn't coming from a talking cat with startling news.
But no, what holds his attention is, of course, the confrontations. People whom Bastet valued being pitted against her. And sure, it was 'just a dream', however.
The Sphere pulled this kind of thing all the time, didn't it? Using whatever it could against a person, threatening what was important. More bothersome was the fact that everyone present kept using the word 'again'. He wondered if it meant something, if there was actually some terrible precedence or if that was just some strange dream rhetoric.
There was, he decided, no way he could figure that out right now in the middle of the night. He laid back down, closed his eyes, but it would still be a while before his mind would settle down enough to let him sleep once more.]
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