She blinked for a moment, honestly thinking of how to answer him. "Well, I can't say that. But I shouldn't be the one complaining either." She replied releasing a sigh as she poured him a nettle tea. "I doubt that memory will leave either of us any time soon, considering..." She felt a fearful shiver run up her spine as she heard herself scream and call out. The dark tendrils lunging at her, wrapping around her ankles and reeling her in like some sort of hooked fish. Her bright eyes shifted to his again. "I could ask you the same thing...we both were there." She swallowed as her eyes demanded contact with his. "Why...you could've just run. I was done for..." The words were soft, troubled and yet curious at the same time. Her slender hands took hold of one of his, caressing it absentmindedly. "You could have just ran like so many others, I have watched countless people ignore the pleas of those that were in trouble. Who'd turn their backs to them and run away only to live maybe a few hours more. But you didn't, the look you had...the way you moved...it almost was as if you were in full control of yourself." She uttered before releasing his hand again. Her eyes shifted to the fire and the window. "So winter's finally come..." She said as she stood up to look outside. "The First snow of winter. They used to say it was the purest snow to be found. A white blanket that would announce the coming of the king of winter. The Holly King." She pulled the shawl a little tighter around her, as she a gentle smile crept on her lips. "The two brothers...locked in an eternal battle, one cycle after the other, snatching the crown from eachothers head in a neverending bid to rule. I wonder if is a deadly an omen as Winter is a season." She turned to him again. "Now I can manipulate the Dreamscape to 'not be noticed', but what you did back then was so much more powerful." She threw another log on the fire. "We need to find out what it exactly was that you did, cause hell we both know it was something out of this world. In comparison to what you showed I merely dabble with Lucidity." She pointed out. To prove a point she stepped back to blend in with the wall behind her, being absorbed by it, before stepping out again. It was how she had survived for so long. Her hiding skills were good enough to bypass most threats, but she paid a price for it every time she used it. It would suck the energy out of her, thus falling deeper into an unconscious state. She wasn't sure what would happen if someone or something would encounter her in that state, but she could be fairly certain that the part of the dreamscape she warped to cocoon herself in would unfurl and spit her back out. There for all, friends and enemies to see. She had learned very quickly that the 'bad kind' could be fooled optically, but that Nightmares required a different kind of tactic namely one of stillness. The merest movement, the merest sound would launch them upon you like a hunting dog upon its prey. "Look we need to face facts, if this Winter is going to be bad... You and I both know we don't have the provisions to make it through. We need to go out there to hunt or at least to scrounge up some food and wood for the fire, currently I have enough to see us through a couple of weeks, but that isn't going to last." She finished bringing up the point on why she had asked him to see her.