Firefly Glen you're burning up my mind

Fennec ignored Charles' question, which she didn't really get either.  She wansn't sure what about what she'd said was confusing, but it likely didn't matter, because she was more interested in his weird dreams.

Y'know, dreams usually have meaning.  If you wanted to tell me about it, I could help you figure it out.  Fennec smirked, catching the dismissiveness and taking it as a slight unwillingness to talk about it.  Either way, she'd get dirt or a rise.  And neither of those things were a bad thing.