His eyes almost glaze over as Enasi describes the scene in their dream. His mind seems to fold back into that moment and a faint smile comes to his lips. [i]'Is funny, a part of me misses that place so badly, and how I felt around Enasi there, however. . . .The thought of actually doing those things here, in this reality, feels far less appealing. Being so close, and so open. I didn't even think about it then, but I didn't have to hold back. . . I'm not even sure there was anything TO hold back'[/i] Glancing back at the Dream Guardian his lips press together. [i]'I'll ask him if he noticed. . .Not that the moron even thinks to notice stuff. . . .like. . . .Crap, I need my pain meds, I feel like biting him'[/i]

A low sound rumbles in the back of his throat as Rue's hold on his energy slips even as he hold on Seishu's arm tightens. His eyes go down to the place where Rue is holding and his lips slips between his teeth. Just as he begins to contemplate just how to dis-articulate the little fist the hand lets go and Seishu's gaze is brought up to meet a pair of huge curious eyes. [i]'My realm? I know I've told him a bit about it. . .'[/i] His gaze travels to Enasi who seems to be looking Seishu over rather than at him. [i]'He really does like my hair'[/i] He can't hold back a grin at the thought and after a moment of gathering his thoughts he looks back to Rue.

“Yes Little Bite, it was very beautiful. In fact, it was a lot like my realm. I guess since the place was suppose to be neutral, it stayed dark.” Rue cocks his head, his brow furrowing. “Well, we deal with sleeping people mostly, and since most people sleep at night? Or that's my theory anyways.” Gesturing to the ceiling above he continues. “Just like you always have sun here, we always have the night. The moon waxes and wanes like it does on earth, but on the nights with full moons the entire land seems to glow brilliantly, almost like a foggy day with a low hanging sun I suppose would be about the same amount of brightness.” His voice grows distant as he thinks of his home. “There are vast fields of tall grass growing at the edges of ragged cliffs. The cliffs nearest my castle are covered with cave openings where the long tunnels that turn the underground into catacombs open into the fresh air.”

He turns his head as if looking around the place he is describing. "In those tunnels lives all manner of beings, but the larger tunnels lead to caverns with deep mineral rich pools and tall tall waterfalls coming out of the very rock. There is a vast lake that is fed by a huge treacherous river, and the lake is what feeds the waterfalls.” He turns to look down, his eyes unfocused. “Looking down from the castle walls you can see to the far side of the lake, the tall trees growing here and there along the lake filled with bats and leeches with long waving tentacles. Like shadow puppets with a watery backdrop.” He chuckles as he thinks about the sight. With a sigh he comes back to reality as a sharp pain laces through his stomach. His hands come up to clutch the spot and with a small growl he murmurs, “Doc, now.”