09-25-2016, 10:56 AM
Jon blinked as he watched Nimeda's expression change. Something was bothering her, upsetting her even. Perhaps he should probe further as to the cause. But the words wouldn't form. His heart thudded in his chest. Why the hesitation? He kept his face smooth. His hands felt so out of place so he stuck them behind his back.
"I'm happy for the chance to see me again,"
he finally got out. He turned to Mara. That itching on his neck was increasing, like the buzzing of an insect in his ear. Something wasn't right. But what was it she'd said? "Yes we should leave. But your pets, you say?"
He got the feeling that Brandon wouldn't like these pets, at least from Mara's tone. Noah's warning about him putting his hand in traps flashed through his mind, but he dismissed it. "There is a space in between this world and the waking world where everyone dreams. He'll be there, somewhere. I'm curious about these pets of yours."
"I'm happy for the chance to see me again,"
he finally got out. He turned to Mara. That itching on his neck was increasing, like the buzzing of an insect in his ear. Something wasn't right. But what was it she'd said? "Yes we should leave. But your pets, you say?"
He got the feeling that Brandon wouldn't like these pets, at least from Mara's tone. Noah's warning about him putting his hand in traps flashed through his mind, but he dismissed it. "There is a space in between this world and the waking world where everyone dreams. He'll be there, somewhere. I'm curious about these pets of yours."