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[70ftandcounting]

[The morning after the dreams, Rapunzel is looking very pale, and very shaken. She doesn’t particularly want to talk about what her dreams were about, but judging from other things she’s seen pop up in her journal…]
 
S-so…I guess everyone had dreams last night, then. Of…of home?
 
[Swallow.]
 
Because I did.
 
Did anyone dream about anything…happy?

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[70ftandcounting]

How sure are you? Are you absolutely sure it's not possible? One hundred percent?

[Her face is hard, set -- she looks determined, if not a little angry. But not at him.]

[drinkuntilidie]

Fuh me? Yeah. My home was destroyed long befuh any of dis.

[He notices that and can't help but wonder what's going through her head right now.]

But fuh joo? I don't know. Anytin' could be possible.

[70ftandcounting]

That's what I was afraid of.

[She twists her hands in her lap and sighs.]

I'm -- pretty sure mine is plausible and...well. Real. I think.

[drinkuntilidie]

[Kevas frowns and places a hand on her shoulder.]

Need to talk 'bout it Sunshine?

[70ftandcounting]

I --

[She hesitates.]

Not yet. I need...I need to think about it.

[drinkuntilidie]

[He nods his head.]

Alright, I;ll leave it up to joo den.

[70ftandcounting]

[She smiles at him, and gives him a hug.]

Thanks for understanding, Kevas.