Blacktail Deer Plateau Be my mirror, my sword and shield

He smiled as he felt the touch of her ears on his cheeks, amused by the picture they must make.  "I have, yes.  Not too often, but sometimes I don't sleep well.  And they generally follow."  He wouldn't go into detail about the nightmares, and silently hoped they were behind him for good, as it had been a while since one had shown up.  He didn't remember details of them anyway, for the most part.  Just faces, sometimes, and the feeling of waking after.

"Do you suffer often?" He returned, frowning slightly.  Her knowledge could either be intimately gained from frequent experience or something picked up in her life as a healer.  He was not comfortable assuming such things, but he liked to know what was going on with their plateau family.