Tim chuckled nervously, staring down at his feet. He didnt quite know what to say to her. He wasn't quite prepared for her to ask that question, really, and his mind flashed to the dream from the night prior. He scratched at the back of his head a little, trying to think of an appropriate answer for her. He made a hand motion that didn't really make much sense, muttering a bit before he was able to dorm a cohesive sentence or two for her.

"Ah, well...a bad dream, I guess? I dunno, I guess I was just sick of being alone or something. Plus I didnt wanna code anything today because I'm literally losing sleep over it, so I needed a break. That, among of course many any deep seated psychological issues that I've had since I was a child, y'know, the whole shebang. Murdered a dog, a cat, stabbed my own mother."

Tim looked at Sophia, who looked a bit scared by this point.

"Um... I was joking, about the issues part. I thought it would be funny. I dont normally do jokes."