"Hatter…Wait, why am I back here? Dreamwalking–is that what this is…?" He strung together the jumbled thoughts in his previously sleeping mind while sitting there.
From laying in bed to sitting at the table of tea with the peculiar man across from him, the shift was jarring. As he sat there for a moment, ignoring a rambling about the proper etiquette of "consuming tea" from Hatter, he placed together what was happening to him.
'I heard it when I fell asleep–"Dreamwalking Initiated"--it's that skill I obtained. I didn't activate it myself though. Is it passive? Whenever I fall asleep? No, it can't be everytime–this is only the second time, right? Besides, this doesn't even feel like a dream,' Finn pondered while staring at the cup of tea sitting in front of him.
