[He says, an awkward uptick to his features that would reveal it as the ill-timed joke it is. Dimitri seems to recognize this moments after the fact — as he often does where wayward humor is concerned — and clears his throat, shaking his head. Blond strands of hair nearly sweep across bright blue eyes.]
Forgive me, I don’t mean to jest. It’s just that this is... highly unusual, to say the least. There is nothing to say that I will not awaken and think this all for what it is — a dream, as you said.
[He moves forward, steadily but consciously, and though his lance remains gripped in one hand, it remains at rest, hung loosely at his side.]
Even so, I see no reason to dismiss it as one might a normal dream; if this is a break in the usual routine, I would like to know why. Er, might I have your name?
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[He says, an awkward uptick to his features that would reveal it as the ill-timed joke it is. Dimitri seems to recognize this moments after the fact — as he often does where wayward humor is concerned — and clears his throat, shaking his head. Blond strands of hair nearly sweep across bright blue eyes.]
Forgive me, I don’t mean to jest. It’s just that this is... highly unusual, to say the least. There is nothing to say that I will not awaken and think this all for what it is — a dream, as you said.
[He moves forward, steadily but consciously, and though his lance remains gripped in one hand, it remains at rest, hung loosely at his side.]
Even so, I see no reason to dismiss it as one might a normal dream; if this is a break in the usual routine, I would like to know why. Er, might I have your name?