[ Okay, so it's a little worse than she had initially anticipated, but at least she knows. Beyond the slight furrow at her brow she doesn't let on her surprise though, just keeps her hand at his shoulder and nods quietly. ]


Killed someone in a dream, or in reality? [ It's an important distinction to make, okay? ] Are you still having these problems now, is this thing still lurking around you or are you more in control when you sleep?

[ It might be past the time where she could have offered help. Maybe now all she can do is offer a hand on a shoulder and a slightly stilted attempt at comfort, but she can't move forward without finding out first. ]