Mount Everfall wanting things from people who don't want to give them to me.

he wouldn't give it outright, but he set the flower down.

as if that somehow dissolved him of all responsibility and accountability. if the man managed to grasp it...then so be it. but somehow veran felt the man could not grasp anything right now.

so he laid his head down, examining the man through this...dreamwalking.

you're okay, you know. he whispered still. keeping his voice carefully volumed and soft.

although the reality was that he had no clue if the man would actually be okay or not.