Nightmares Reimagined

[Nox]

Nox grinned. "I'd appreciate it. It's a pleasure Mara." Nox made no move to do his customary handshake and kiss her hand. Not out of fear, but more out of not wanting to get close to anyone at the moment. The horde was scratching at his walls. Their insecent need to feed. They were trapped with him till the pills wore off and he could gain control. But that didn't stop them from pushing their needs on his.

"I do live in Moscow. It's my home." Something tugged at a note, a heart string or something inside. It wasn't a lie, he may or may not be in Moscow, but Moscow was home -- it was where he lived. Home... that was a concept Nox was sure he'd never truly have no matter how many times he said it. But where was home -- truly. Obviously it was something in Moscow. Someplace, some one. Those details slipped through Nox's fingers like water through a sieve. He wouldn't grasp them in his waking world -- he wasn't going to be able to catch them in his dream state.

He knew very little about dreams. But he knew enough from his teachings. Enough to kill nightmares and monsters that fed upon the souls of dreamers. The girl was likely drawn to them and they to her -- forming a bond much like his to the horde. He smirked to himself. A monster -- like himself. "Does Daiyu live in Moscow?" He figured like Thalia, Daiyu was the name of the girl she lived life as when not in the dream world.