[Feliks seems to be taking all of this remarkably calmly, for someone who just fell asleep on the dinner table, then got sucked into a weird anti-moon. It's possible that it's the fairy-type disposition towards chaos and whimsy making the dream world feel almost homey, or that it's his own particular disinclination to let bad circumstances get to him. Honestly, even Feliks isn't sure.]
[Either way, though, he shrugs and smiles.]
I mean, it's like, a dream, right? So we have to go with it!
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[Either way, though, he shrugs and smiles.]
I mean, it's like, a dream, right? So we have to go with it!