Darkhunter remained mostly neutral throughout these little bits of conversation. Coming from his world, he had no idea what that clanking creature even was made of, so he just eyed him with natural suspicion. He had taken to laying down in a sphinx-like position on his snow-colored belly, tail gently dancing about in the air behind him. He gave a curious glance over to the newly formed lioness, and a little friendly mewl, but again Darkhunter took his favorite position of staying quiet and observing. The names were noted and so were their personalities, his silver eyes flitting around and looking deep into each and every one of them. That thing, named Mizn apparently, seriously made him uncomfortable, and he could see how much the little girl... Ib?... distrusted him. It didn't help that he had a telepathic mind. The skinny who was slowly muttering to himself that it was a dream was simply oozing his denial of the situation. Darkhunter looked over to him and growled, "Do you seriously think this is a dream? No dream is this vivid, and I can see from your brain activity that you are certainly not sleeping... Alfonzo." That person named Alfonzo would likely be upset at the presence that had invaded his head for a brief moment, but Darkhunter was not thinking of that right now.

He went back to listening and observing with his feline ears, taking his time to churn the information, until some odd presence found itself into the room. The cat's sensitive mind immediately felt it. He hissed and roared, backing up, pressing himself into a corner after running into several pedestals. He looked around with wide, glowing eyes, probing the minds of everyone there, trying to see who was doing this. He was slammed by the range of grief and anguish hitting them, another loud roar echoing off of the walls before he went to snarling and hissing. He was shaking and panting as he stood up and stumbled over, trying to see what they were all looking at, just barely wrangling his emotions. What... he was staring at a portrait of Starfall and Nightspirit. They were in some sort of clearing, leaning on each other, smiling, each and every beautiful detail standing out to him vividly. Darkhunter slowly collapsed onto the floor once more, moaning, wrapping his paws around his head and writhing. That [i]aura[/i], it was just... overpowering. He was going to lose it... Darkhunter pulled his arms away and looked up into the smiling faces of the two he loved. He sat up and just stared more without even a tail movement, slowly managing to say, "I... I want out of here... if I don't get... get out... Im going to lose my mind." He huffed, a rough, guttural sound, "This... this is a bad place. We need... need to leave."