[ Matt shakes his head, eye pointed toward the ground. He draws in a slow breath. Inviting another person into his dream, is this supposed to be torture via peer judgement? Send an entire jury if you have to, he thinks. ]
I should be the one apologizing for what you might...
[ See? Now there's a question. His nightmare is made of memories all without sight. She might only hear or feel, though to what degree? Is she a passing witness free to listen with her own ears or will the dream force her to feel everything as intensely as he could with his enhanced senses? ]
no subject
[ Matt shakes his head, eye pointed toward the ground. He draws in a slow breath. Inviting another person into his dream, is this supposed to be torture via peer judgement? Send an entire jury if you have to, he thinks. ]
I should be the one apologizing for what you might...
[ See? Now there's a question. His nightmare is made of memories all without sight. She might only hear or feel, though to what degree? Is she a passing witness free to listen with her own ears or will the dream force her to feel everything as intensely as he could with his enhanced senses? ]
Don't expect much of a view.