[ It's true that this dream does wonders for the fluidity of one's thought process, because Oz seems to understand as well. ] No, I don't know any of those places. I could name more, but you wouldn't know them either.

[ And just like that, they've concluded that wherever they're both from, the distance between them is very great indeed. Perhaps even worlds away, which makes the closeness they share now feel precious somehow. Oz doesn't stop to think about how he could go walking in the dreams of someone so distant. It doesn't seem like it matters, now. ]

I am Au Ra. There aren't many of us outside the Steppe, I don't think.