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[leadthedance]

[Gino had managed to luck out on avoiding the nightmares that had been going around, but that soon changed. He was resting peacefully until it began, now he was tossing and turning in distress in his sleep. He's gasping and mumbling in his sleep, most of it incoherent, but before long the journal catches the rest with clarity.]

...w-wait, no--

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[wishmadeinfire]

One I had hoped you and others might avoid, but it seems whatever is causing them is less discerning than could he hoped.

Are you quite all right, Gino?

[Has been up for some time, so sounds tired. He's... scared to go back to sleep, too.]

[leadthedance]

[He's still breathing heavily somewhat, though quietly. He'll give a bit of a sigh.]

Y-Yeah, I'm all right. That's not really something I want to go through again anytime soon.

What about you? You sound really tired. Did it happen to you too..?

[wishmadeinfire]

Yes, last night, and I share your sentiment of not wanting to go through it again.

Would you like some tea? I have a fresh pot with me I can bring over. It might help calm you down.

[leadthedance]

I certainly hope whatever's causing them stops. This is troublesome.

Ah- sure, I wouldn't mind that. I can come to you if you want, it's no problem.

[wishmadeinfire]

Troublesome is a rather kind take on it.

And I shall be there momentarily. What is your room number again?

[leadthedance]

Yeah, that's certainly the truth.

It's 1405. I'll keep the door open so you can just come in.

[wishmadeinfire]

Be right there.

[And not five minutes later Ashura is gliding in in a pale blue night robe, a pot of tea in his hand along with two cups in the other.]

And yet there is nothing like a good cup of tea to calm the soul, no? Or at least the belly.

[leadthedance]

[Gino's already, oddly enough, wearing his knight uniform again and sitting on his bed. He looks up and smiles while his four pets stay in the corner.]

Yeah, after something like that, I certainly think the tea oughta calm something.

[wishmadeinfire]

[He pours them both cups and hands one to Gino before turning his attention to Gino's pets, smiling as he pads over and kneels, holding his hand for them to sniff.]

They're darling! What are your little friends' names?