That’s an interesting question to pose. You’ll have to give me time to think on which to choose. You’re quite the expressive dreamer when I have checked in. [He hoped it wasn’t seen as creepy or intrusive, that he kept abreast of the dreams of those who entered his kingdom for their nightly respite. After Morpheus had gotten away from Burgess, and had gained his strength back, he’d searched for Hob’s to at least reassure himself the man was alive and well enough.] Do you remember your dreams often? I know not everyone does, I’ve heard that complaint in the past.
[Morpheus gave a nod at Hob assuring him they needn’t finish it all. He ate a few more bites before the waitress came to clear the table, not wanting to let too much of it go to waste. His eyes fell on the check as he set down his knife and fork to be cleared. She had set it beside Hob to be paid, and indeed, Morpheus didn’t have actual money on him at the moment. Including his head at Hob, he thanked him sincerely.] Thank you for breakfast. It was quite good. Not what I expected. [Which was the point of this, wasn’t it?
He rose to his feet afterwards, bumping up accidentally against Hob on their way out in order to let others pass by. It was narrow between the tables and the space was filling up with people as the morning rush began to enter. Morpheus would much rather step in closer to Hob than nearer someone else he’d only met in his realm. Morpheus gave a nod at the waitress in farewell when she tossed them a cheery goodbye, and exited the Inn into the warm sunshine of London’s waning summer.] It’s hard to imagine sometimes this is the same city as all those centuries ago. Though perhaps not for you, who experienced all those changes ongoing as you did.
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[Morpheus gave a nod at Hob assuring him they needn’t finish it all. He ate a few more bites before the waitress came to clear the table, not wanting to let too much of it go to waste. His eyes fell on the check as he set down his knife and fork to be cleared. She had set it beside Hob to be paid, and indeed, Morpheus didn’t have actual money on him at the moment. Including his head at Hob, he thanked him sincerely.] Thank you for breakfast. It was quite good. Not what I expected. [Which was the point of this, wasn’t it?
He rose to his feet afterwards, bumping up accidentally against Hob on their way out in order to let others pass by. It was narrow between the tables and the space was filling up with people as the morning rush began to enter. Morpheus would much rather step in closer to Hob than nearer someone else he’d only met in his realm. Morpheus gave a nod at the waitress in farewell when she tossed them a cheery goodbye, and exited the Inn into the warm sunshine of London’s waning summer.] It’s hard to imagine sometimes this is the same city as all those centuries ago. Though perhaps not for you, who experienced all those changes ongoing as you did.