[ The boy at least listens with a sharp attention, and despite his apparent youth, it gives the impression of him being quite sharp and intelligent. Though still, even if that's true, it doesn't help him too much like this. These words are all strange and unfamiliar to him, and though he nods absently, he's still confused at just where he is and how he got here. He ignores that expectant expression on Rainbow's face... At least until he speaks of the dream.
His gaze had been elsewhere, but he glances back to Rainbow briefly when he mentions it. A dream? He tries to recall, and despite himself, his posture tenses, because he remembers that all-consuming darkness. It was a void so deep that he hadn't even been able to see his hands in front of his own face. But he remembers a warm hand reaching out for his, but more than that, a crow's harsh caw.
He makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. It wasn't pleasant at all. But he'll lie about it, since he doesn't want to talk about that with anyone, much less someone he's just met. ]
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His gaze had been elsewhere, but he glances back to Rainbow briefly when he mentions it. A dream? He tries to recall, and despite himself, his posture tenses, because he remembers that all-consuming darkness. It was a void so deep that he hadn't even been able to see his hands in front of his own face. But he remembers a warm hand reaching out for his, but more than that, a crow's harsh caw.
He makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. It wasn't pleasant at all. But he'll lie about it, since he doesn't want to talk about that with anyone, much less someone he's just met. ]
I barely remember it. Why?