[ Her lucky day. She mustn’t have been the only one to have paid his dreams a visit. If she’s fortunate, she’ll simply blend in and it’ll seem like any other experience.

Isabel’s mouth curves into a smile as he switches the apology around. He’s a nice guy. Polite. Too bad he’s a little old for her. She nods her head slowly. ]

I get that. I think people might be bothered somewhat by my dreams, too. Anyway… Don’t worry about me.

[ Her smile spread into a grin across her face. ]

I’ve got nerves of steel.

[ Don’t expect much of a view. Isabel finally realizes it. The man whose dream she’d so gracelessly dropped into was blind. It made sense. The actual dreamscape surrounding them was particularly devoid of details that one might find in a sighted person’s dream. Isabel had never walked into a blind person’s dream before, so she was a bit awe-struck. Everything was always more interesting the first time around. ]

Hmm… It’s interesting this way.