"You're much more gracious accepting advice than many others." Including him. Dream knew he was notoriously bad at accepting advice, though he'd gotten better about it from Death and Lucienne. Sometimes even Matthew. A wry look came to his face as she noted his age. "I wish I could say that with age always comes wisdom, but that is not always the case. I have tried to be more... adaptable... of late. There are many gods and immortals though who do not see past their own pettiness." Dream considered at least one of his siblings like that, if not both the twins. "When one doesn't die easily, then learning from one's mistakes can at times become more difficult." With all the time in the world, some beings became lackadaisical about actually making improvements.

He took a small sip of tea, an eyebrow raised over the cup at what else Kate said. Glancing down at his long black coat, black pants, and black boots, he questioned, "What is wrong with my attire?" Surely everything still went with black. It was a style choice he hadn't changed in all the eons he'd been around in existence.