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Ray was in the Bar for a while earlier today, but headed upstairs for a while. For whatever reason, he's back now, with dinner, his qigong book, and a seat near the fire.

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[k_in_black]

"You sure you can trust this Dream?"

[gone_byebye]

Ray nods.

"I'd trust his sister first, but his sister is Death, and that's only because I deal with Her work way more often. He's good for it. He's given me the tools I need to open the backdoor; that's as far as he's getting involved."

[k_in_black]

K looks at Ray for a moment. Then he remembers where, after all, they are sitting. Dream, Death, all just part of the day.

"Probably best not to bring up the sleep compensators. Don't suppose someone named 'Dream' would appreciate hearing about those."

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"Probably not, no," Ray agrees. "Although he has as much to do with waking dreams as sleeping ones. Imagination's as big for him as the subconscious gig."

He rubs at his face. "Egon's been trying to teach me lucid dreaming, just in case, but I'm not doing very well with it."

[k_in_black]

"Heard about that technique but never tried it. We've thought about exploring alien dreamscapes, but it hasn't been a high priority, so we haven't gotten around to it. Always something more immediate to worry about."

"Let me know how you get on with it. If it works, it might be something I'll want to take back to Zedd."

K drains the last of his bourbon. "Back to work. Take care of yourself, Chief. I'll check in again soon."