Dylan
Even though I've been sitting in this room for the past few hours, it still felt extremely strange to me how comfortable I was. The dream I had was still fresh in my mind and when I had woken up earlier, I had immediately registered who was in the room with me, but my thoughts were still a bit all over the place.
Tristan had been the first one that I had sensed before my eyes had even fully opened. It was his voice that I had heard even in the dream like state. At first the others just stared at me in confusion and with obvious fear and worry on their faces, but no one spoke at first.
Tristan had leaned over and helped me up into a sitting position and while I was almost positive it had been him who had been the one touching me, his hands hovered around me just above my skin, making no physical contact at all.
