"We meet again," Emilio said to Madeline, glad that they got to talk, even though it was through a dream.
"I just want to sleep without being disturbed," Madeline admitted, wondering why he wanted to speak to her at this time.
"Let me return to sleep."
"I don't need you bothering me, can't whatever you have to tell me wait till morning?"
"Seriously, I don't want much. I just want to sleep undisturbed."
"But it's important," Emilio insisted.
"It can wait."
"No, it can't."
"Yes, it can. No offense."
"None taken."
"But—"
"I'm locked in a room."
"I know that already," Madeline said, nodding.
Frankly, she was too sleepy to look him in the eye.
"And he threatened to kill you if I left."
Madeline opened both her eyes just to stare at him.
"Seriously?"
"You're telling me this when I'm trying to sleep?"
"I'm just worried," Emilio admitted.
"Worried?"
