>>5630717>>5630720>>5630734>>5630753>>5630765Before the princess can slip away, you reach out and grab hold of her hands—something hat seems to stabilize her presence in the realm of dreams for the time being, and to take her attention away from her spiraling anxiety.
“You’re overthinking thisss.”
“E-eh?”
You gesture to the world around the two of you—half-formed, shifting, impermanent and imprecise. For once, you get the feeling that Ekaterine sees it as you do.
“Dreamss aren’t rational,” you remind her. “ALL of thiss iss a warped projection of the waking world, and your feelingsss about it. Your’e jusst ususually not lucccid enough to remember it, or to piecce the underlying correlationss and irregularitiesss together.”
You’re honestly making this explanation up as you go along, based on what you’ve heard of dreams and can infer from inhabiting Eka’s. You, primarily and fundamentally Reptilian in nature, have never truly dreamt as her race does. Your natural torpor, uninterrupted by prophetic nightmares or divine visions as it USUALLY is, is a far more efficient process devoid of strange hallucinatory experiences. Still, you must have made some sort of sense, or else Ekaterine ahs simply slipped once more into a deeper, less lucid sort of dreaming, for she seems to calm down and to accept your explanation.
“So… You ARE Long Wang, but… Not?”
You shrug and nod.
“Ssome asspect of how you percceive him, probably.”
“How do I know how much of what I… L-love about, um, you two… Is really him and not me merely… Dreaming up what I want to believe?”
