A very sad look came to Fiona's face as Sparky told her about Terra's situation. However, she seemed to get a little boost of determination when he spoke more about the Silver Moons and more positive thoughts. "Yeah...
We need to make things right. I'll... I'll give it my all! To get some more rest, and know the Silver Moons again, and get to know everyone...
And talk to Terra... When he's up to it. I hate thinking about leaving him like this, but... I trust you, Sparky.
And... I think this is the right place to figure things out."

Sparky glances at Terra again...
"And you'll do amazing, you'll get better like no one's ever gotten better before!" he cheers her on, then gets a bit quieter, "Absolutely, I've got my eye on him, and this is definitely the best place for figuring things out. I'm sure you'll get a chance to talk to him again too. I hope you two can have a good talk when you do, I think you lovebirds have some relationship things to work out together..."

As Sparky is talking, Fiona would feel something close around her hand and giving it a light squeeze. By this point, Terra has moved over and is standing right beside Fiona's hospital bed, holding her hand and staring at it. Even though Sparky and Fiona have been going over good things with the bad, he just can't get himself to see it...

The red king wept, he had nothing to say.

He didn't resist the tiny Bellezza, he let her rub against his hand, he could feel and he could touch others. he moved his fingers and felt her pelt, she was soft but he didn't know the words for that so he said nothing.

After letting the Red King cry for a little while, Morning Glory eventually pulls her head up to look at him again. "... Sir? I know you're upset, and you don't want to be in control of someone else's body--it's a horrible thing, I know... But as it is right now, there's nothing we can do about that. I know at some point Crimson will wake up, I know he will, and I'll want to help him and make sure he's ok, but... Will you please let me help you right now, for both his and your sakes...?"

Malice smirked, he thought the welcoming he gave was quite good, though he think differently if he was at Full health.

" I am a king~ what king would not welcome an honor guest? " Malice waved one hand as he spoke, but by the posture he was holding a keen eye could tell it was one that was trying to look tougher than what he was, but that alone should that the Nightmare king was at least feeling well enough to try and fake his strength, he was also laying on the charm of Urufu but an odd mixture seen his coworker knew his true identity.

Boreas still needed to test the waters of this scenario. He knew Malice was likely also doing the same with him--how were a Captain and a Nightmare King to team up?
...Especially with a start like this.
"Thank you, I suppose... Didn't answer my question, though." The Icy Elemental added, "What's your condition? If I'm going to save you, that's vital info."

Catch was trying to reach his brother hat and get it back to him but Rage was just to tall. " that's my brother's, he needs his hat so people stop thinking he the guy everyone thinks Malice is but he not that guy "

Anna couldn't help but giggle, her partner really looked like a cat trying to get a toy from someone, but this also wasn't a good plan to let one guard down or get on the bad side of someone like Rage " Cat let it go for now, he not doing anything to damage it "

" Fate and Fool, that kinda rings a bell " Rage replied but he wasn't really interested in that or he would have heard there names correctly, he was more interested in Weaver hat.

" you look like them, but I haven't killed Revenge yet so he still alive, he not this kid but Revenge killed Fool but I wonder about that, then again no Dreamer could live that long anyway "He placed the hat on top of his own head to see if it do anything " hum, it's pretty small hat " he took it off again and then put it on top of Weaver head again " it must have spell on it, you look like him little man, you even reminded me of him with your hat "

"Yeah, it's fine brother, besides people are thinking I'm Faolan anyway..." Weaver mumbles to Catch, then he goes quiet as he tries his best to listen to Rage. "........... Huh? No, it's not got a spell on it, it's just got my pocket dimension..." he corrects, but then narrows his eyes again. "What... What do you mean? Faolan didn't have a hat, this is just my hat... How'd my hat remind you of him?"

Boreas still needed to test the waters of this scenario. He knew Malice was likely also doing the same with him--how were a Captain and a Nightmare King to team up?
...Especially with a start like this.
"Thank you, I suppose... Didn't answer my question, though." The Icy Elemental added, "What's your condition? If I'm going to save you, that's vital info."

Malice rolled his eyes as he let out a loud huff " straight to business as always " the Nightmare king let himself len back, his smug look turned to one of more serious and yet bored " I'm alive for starting..." he took a finger to the inside of the bathtub, not much of the young Nightmare blood was left at this point " I hate to admit it, but Eater blood feels good... or I should say getting some of my power back feels good " he then sticks his finger in his mouth as if he was liking chocolate off it instead of someone blood " I would rather had all of it but I doubt we be having this talk if that had happened "

Malice then gave a class Urufu serious yet cocky expression " if you're going to put this on the record, I'm alive but I feel like * he used some colorful metaphors * my spine has refused to 76% and is climbing, this would have gone much faster if I had access to better blood Supply but unfortunately I'm stuck on a world were there is only one other Nightmare and I can not kill him"

Boreas hadn't been told about what Weaver had done to help Malice heal quicker... Though, he knew Weaver did indeed seem alright. He pieced together a possibility as to what had happened, "I'd guess you made some kind of deal for that." He commented on that--expecting he may not receive a reply back, though that wasn't the biggest issue to him now.

"Good. You can move. We'll need to sooner rather than later." The Elemental stated very neutrally, but raised one eyebrow as he gazed at the bathtub, "I would ask where you got the tub, but I have a more important question. Did you get all of that blood from Eater?"

" you can say that to some degree " the Nightmare king rotated his wrist and watch his hand turn, as if he was teasing that he had more on this topic but wasn't going to share it.

Malice then broke his sight from his hand and cut his eyes toward the Captain with his last question " does that question really matter? I do not see how it does, unless you're concerned about Eater? If so you can rest knowing he still has all of his limbs, the weakling could not cut himself so/ I/ had to do it for him, but I was gentle..." Malice then looked back at his hand " when you think of it that way do you really believe much blood could come from a mirror cut? No, but that why you asked isn't it? " He put down his arms and rested them on the bathtub rims beside himself " Waker was the main blood donor, though hers almost did more harm then helping. " he rises a hand dismissively " satisfied now?"

"Hm..." Boreas responded, then tried something a /little/ different.
"Maybe. As the Bathtub King, you already know how I work--I ask a lot of questions." He rather spontaneously did his usual joking around, then went straight into actually spilling the beans to Malice, "I had multiple reasons. I already knew about there being another Nightmare here--I just hadn't known whether or not you had encountered her. As for Weaver, I wanted to have a better clue to his condition as well.
To tell the truth tomorrow, I'm taking things in to try to tie this terrible tall tale together."

The Nightmare king rises his eyebrow, something different seem right about being called the 'bathtub king' he wasn't in a bathtub he was in his throne room, he was on his throne... but that didn't quite add up ether... his brow grew more more intensely as he was pondering what was going on, it didn't help his confusion as Boreas continued his mind games.

Malice was now trying really hard, his instincts were telling him here what Urufu would say but no, this is a trick you need to counter it this way, but this was obviously a trick so if he does counter with his first option that be want a captain would expect, and then the biggest that that didn't make sense was why TOMORROW?? what was happening tomorrow? What truth was being told tomorrow? Does Boreas know something he didn't? Is he supposed to tell the truth tomorrow so does that mean today a lie? What was even happening today?

The more he thought about the more distressed the Nightmare King became, if only he was at full capacity he wouldn't be struggling with predicting the outside that best suit him, the Gears of his intelligence were grinding and skipping, he was damaged in more then one way and it was impossible to hide it...

His mind was trying to fill in the blinks with a pin that was running out of ink.

Malice mind grab on to something finally and he was going to run with it and said full of himself "Ah Yes, Dreamwaker was indeed the other Nightmare, she is one of my pawn after all " the next part of Boreas comments was still confusing but so was the young Nightmare... something wasn't right about him and this topic and shift his demeanor drastically " ...you mean Dreameater? " He asks almost as if he try to be calm and sure of himself but he wasn't at all. Malice wasn't even sure if he get a honest answer from Boreas, he was hung up on tomorrow but the more info he could get the more he could use to fill in the holes

//...May have gone a little too far.// Boreas thought as he observed what his odd comments had done to Malice. At least he'd made a new discovery; //Not drunk, yet not entirely well, either. What happened here...?// He decided to answer the King of Nightmare's last question honestly, yet cautiously.

"Both of them." He stated--which was true. He had to be concerned about both, since they were stuck together with body-and-soul glue.
Then, he slowly changed the subject, "...You remember I work as a detective, right?"

Fiona actually smiled again as Sparky spoke--a grateful smile, "Yeah, we really do.
You're awesome, Sparky." She felt a slight squeeze around her hand, though, when she glanced, she couldn't see anything. She was used to faking hand-holding with Terra's ghost, but actually feeling something was another story. It did make her wonder... Whatever it was, she tried closing her hand around it a little, too.
"...Uh, hey... Since I won't see Terra for a while... Can you tell him that I love him lots?"

Terradream grimaces when he hears what Fiona says, as if hearing her words hurt him more... He squeezes her hand a little tighter before he pulls his hand away and starts slowly making his way towards the door.

"I will, I'll make sure he knows," Sparky assures Fiona, giving her a sad smile as he notices his partner leaving now. "You know he loves you a bunch too."

Fiona felt whatever was around her hand tighten, then pull away. She still wasn't sure what it was. The Elemental was feeling a lot of things... Was this just in her head?
Was it one of the Bellezza...? They could turn invisible... But that still didn't really make sense. Fiona's face reflected her confusion.

However, she smiled similarly, yet warmly back at Sparky, "Yeah, I do. Thanks."
Then, the Elemental paused, "...Hey, another thing... We were all trying to save Crimson... And Glory told me he's ok, too--there's just a lot of... /Stuff/ going on with him."

"Ah, well that's good that he's doing fine, it sure seemed like there was an awful lot of bad stuff going on with him when we got there," Sparky says, "You'll have to tell me more about it later, or I'll have to ask someone else about it though. I should probably go check up on boss man Terra, make sure he's on the right track and all. Maybe at some point, I can come back and check on you, so until then, you take it easy and do your best to get better! Can we seal the deal with an awesome fist bump?" He then holds his fist out, awaiting said fist bump.

Terra reaches his hand out for the doorknob, but he hesitates. He turns his head and looks over his shoulder at Fiona one last time. Part of him doesn't want to leave... He wants to stay and help her, as much as he can. But then the doubts creep back into his mind... Even if he did stay, what good would he do? She needs to rest, she needs to stay calm, she doesn't need to see him like he is right now, he'd only make things worse. Not like she's ever truly going to get better, but he knows he'd only make her spiral out of control faster... At least, that's what he thinks he knows. So, hanging his head down once more, Terra opens the door and leaves...

"/Yeah/ we can!" Fiona gave Sparky a fist bump--still not her usual energetic self, but a little better than earlier. "That's a great plan."
She looked like she was about to try and say more when she noticed the door opening on its own. The Elemental's confused expression returned, and she blinked hard, like she thought she might be seeing things,
"...Was that... Terra?" She muttered her wishful thoughts... Though, if he had been there, did she say the right or wrong things...? Sparky had been here, and he said he knew where Terra was all the time, so maybe it wasn't him. But why else would an invisible someone hold her hand? Unless if she really was just feeling things...?

The red king stayed quiet for a little longer, he let her words set in, they were very similar to what the lady Bellezza said to him... that the boy would wake up and until then he woke up he should take care of it for him... "... I... don't know how... I don't want this but I will try... please help us... I don't know what to do...."

Glory smiles faintly at the Red King, and nods her head. "I'll help you. I promise," she says, giving his hand one last nuzzle before slowly pulling away. She goes back to where she had set the small piece of cracker that she had broken off for him, and then smiles up at him again. "And thank you for offering to try, even though you don't want to. That's a good thing right there," she tries to encourage him, "You ready to try a little piece of cracker again, sir? You don't have to be scared, I'm here to make sure you'll be ok. You and Crimson both."

The red king didn't know what he believed but he knew he could trust a Bellezza, he was scared and his body trembled from that but he would try "... thank you... we can proceed as you wish..." he just didn't know what it truly was that he was supposed to be doing.

"You're welcome," Morning Glory replies, picking up the tiny piece of cracker and flying up in front of his face. "Now, can you use your hand to take this and put it in your mouth, or do you need me to?" she sweetly, but still somewhat quietly asks.

"... I-I... I do not know " the red king voice was filled with his uncertainty but he had told her he try. So he focused on his hands, one moved slower then the other and shook more do to the injury in his shoulder but he didn't know the difference, he was slowly and cumbersome in trying to grasp the cracker

Watching the Red King attempt to take the cracker, she realizes again just how poor his condition is... "... Um... Sir, your shoulder is still injured after what happened earlier... Doesn't that hurt to use that arm...?"

The red king was putting all his focus into moving his arms that when Glory ask her question they went limp. He looked up at her and said with confusion " I... I do not know?" He then looked down to his arms, One of them was injured? what one hurt? One did seem harder to move "... is it this one?" He slowly rises the arm with the injured shoulder

"Yes, it's that one," Glory replies with a nod, though then she goes quiet. //It's taking so much out of him just to try and grab this, and Crimson's body is hurt... At the same time, it's like this guy doesn't even really know how to do anything...// she thinks to herself, then politely offers, "Maybe... Maybe it's actually better if I just help you get it to your mouth... That way you can focus on resting, and eventually on eating. Maybe then you'll get some strength back."

"Ok," Glory replies, carefully flying up to the Red King's mouth, then just as carefully setting the cracker piece on his tongue. Finally, she pulls back and waits to see what he'll do. //Will he even be able to chew? At least I gave him a really small piece...//

The red king didn't do much at first, he just sat there with something in his mouth still with his mouth open like he had it, he wasn't sure what to do next, was anything supposed to happen? But as his mouth started to water he began to realize something was happening in his mouth...

His eye slowly widened as taste filled his senses, which he didn't even know what taste was.

"Now you can close you mouth. I know it's not much, but can you..." Glory starts to say, but then she has to stop and wonder what all she needs to say. Does she have to explain every step in chewing? "Can you chew it, sir? Do you know how to do that?"

The red king does as he told and closed his mouth, now he left with a dilemma, something in his mouth and yet he needs to answer a question, how does he do this? Something doesn't feel right if he try to speak with something in his mouth but he needs to tell her he doesn't know how to chew, so he starts at her not sure what to do now.

With the Red King only staring at her, Glory realizes that the situation is getting more and more complex by the second... "Right, you've got something in your mouth. Here, what you can do, you can nod your head like this," she nods her head as example, "to say yes, and then you can shake your head like this," she shakes her head no, "to say no. Ok? Can you try that? Yes or no?"

The red king thinks he understand this now, it's as if it's a language of its own but without words. The red king then copys her, he a bit slow and unsure if he doing it right but he does nodded his head 'yes' and then Shakes his head 'no'

Glory smiles at the Red King, and then nods her head as well. "There you go! Now you don't have to say anything when you've got something in your mouth," she says, "I'm also guessing you do need help with chewing, since you haven't done that yet...?"

The red king nodded his head 'yes' his mouth was filling with spit but he didn't know what was going on but maybe this was part of the process he thought

"Ok... Now this might be a little complicated," Glory starts to explain, "But, inside your mouth, you have a tongue and teeth. Here, I'll open my mouth so you can see." While trying to keep a decent distance between herself and the Red King, Glory opens her mouth as wide as she can so he can see. After a moment, she then continues, saying, "The white things are teeth, and the one big squishy thing in the middle is the tongue. You use your tongue to move things around in your mouth and talk, and then to eat things you push the food over in between your teeth and mush it up. You, uh... You know when you're talking, sir, and your mouth and your jaw moves up and down some? You gotta do that to chew, but with your mouth closed."

The red king listened and nodded, he moved his tongue like she said and his eye widened, there was indeed something in his mouth and now that he thought about it, he realized it had been moving all this time when he spoke, but how? He didn't notice until now? As he was thinking about this and playing with the discovery of his tongue some of the spite that was building up in his mouth began to leak out and run out of the corners of his lips

"Oh..." Glory quietly says as she notices the Red King drooling, and she quickly goes to get a napkin to wipe his mouth. "Sir, I think you should try to swallow now, you'll just have to be careful," she explains, carefully going up and wiping the corners of his mouth, "If you try to breath while you're swallowing something, it'll go down the wrong way, and you'll start coughing. Swallowing is a pretty quick thing though, and it should be pretty natural... Do you have any idea how to do that?"

Sparky doesn't seem to pay much mind to the mysterious door when it's opened, but he goes about answering Fiona's thoughts out loud in a roundabout way. "Well, I'm gonna get going. Like I said, we'll work things out, and things'll get better. I know you'll keep doing good, and I know you'll be able to help Terra out. Don't let any doubts or worries tell you otherwise!" He hops up off of Fiona's knee and then goes to fly to the door as well. "See ya, Fuzzy!"

Fiona stared at the door a moment longer, moving her hand that had been held before looking to Sparky with his encouragement. She smiled a little at him again, despite being distracted, "I... I won't! You're gonna do awesome, too!"
Then as he went to leave, she gave him a little wave, "See ya, Sparky--love you, too!"

turning his head a little away from the Captain Malice was silent for a moment, didn't he know this? But no that can't be right...

Taping his forehead with his finger his mind was really trying " there something..." Malice finally said out loud " the man who came earlier... he was Dreameater, but was really Dreamweaver, who looked like me?...no, wait.... I'm not Faolan dream...." Malice stopped at this he made a deep thinking face, he knew he wasn't Faolan but his memories were so was he Faolan? But his body belongs to Faithful so he was Faithful? But that wasn't right to because Faithful was alive still, he seen him in a dream and he was real... ".... I know what is real and what a phantom in dreams...." Malice mumbled his thoughts as he rubbed his chin

Sparky stops just at the door and looks back to give Fiona a thumbs-up. "Love ya right back!" he cheers and smiles, goes around the door, carefully closes it, and then hurriedly he flies over to Terra. The ghost hasn't gone too far since he's moving so slowly, and he doesn't even really know where he should be going anyway...
"... Hey buddy, you know what the plan is from here?" Sparky asks, though he's pretty sure he already knows...
When Terra doesn't say anything, he takes that as his answer, and then looks around for the nearest person. "Hey, can we get some help over here?"

Boreas went silent as Malice spoke... Seemingly to himself.
Clearly, the Nightmare King had gotten very stuck on a particular thing he'd said.
The Captain quietly took in what he said, trying to understand... He didn't have the full story on anything he mentioned.
Perhaps he could theorize on Weaver and Malice looking similar. He hadn't seen either of their faces enough to make an accurate comparison, but he would look into it.

One thing he was certain of though--Malice was extremely confused. Boreas wasn't a fan of it, but he could relate a little to him at this moment. After debating how to go about it, the Captain decided to ask a rather blunt, simple question,
"...Who is Faolan Dream?"

Rage rubbed the top of his head, what did the prince look like again? He knew he was supposed to kill them if he seen ether one and thought he the Forsaken Lord wasn't good on remembering but he didn't have a choice in forgetting Faithful and Faolan, Even so, Weaver and Catch looked close but not quite them.

Rage took Weaver hat off again " huh " he grunted, now that he thinks about it and thought about it hard, the hat didn't look quite right.... he took it in his hands and began to 'reshape' it to what he thinks it should look like.

"HEY! STOP THAT!" Catch Shout and reached up to take the hat back, About the time he was finally relaxing Rage took his brother hat again but this time the Forsaken Lord was crushing it!

The red king leaned away for a brief moment, he didn't feel comfortable with things coming towards himself but she was a Bellezza, he should trust her right? So he let her get closer.

It felt strange to feel something on his face, it was strange just knowing he had a face to begin with.
though he looked greatly worried and unsure the red king listened to the tiny Bellezza advice, he nodded the first part but then shook his head that he didn't know the last part

Weaver blinks a couple times when Catch starts shouting, and he stares at his hat as it's being crushed. The anger he's feeling from his brother is throwing him off, and sort of waking him up again in a way. Kind of. "W-woah, woah, Catch, it's ok, I know it's my hat, but it's /my/ hat, it'll be ok," he says, trying to pull Catch away some, "He can't kill my hat, nobody can. It'll be alright, brother!"

The Nightmare king let out a loud frustrated groan " uhhh! That was me of course!" He placed his hand on his forehead and leaned it back dramatically and put his feet up on the rim of the bathtub...

" how do you not know????" Malice then slowly dragging his fingers down and cuts his eyes over towards Boreas, he was throwing a fit in his own weird way in front of the captain " my former self was Faolan Dream, a Prince long ago who was known to begin very self-absorbed and arrogant.... and I know what you're thinking " Malice rises his hands off to the side " that explains my ego " he then slapped his hands on the rim of the bathtub and snapped " well your wrong! Because I'm not Faolan!" Malice then pointed at himself " this! This isn't Faolan! This is Faithful!" A sick Grin came across his face to want he says next " When it put that way, I'm actually both... I have the body and emotions of Faithful but the mind of Faolan.... why just the mind?... I know what it is that I'm missing... that it isn't it?.... I need Faolan soul...."

(I just realized I put the wrong tag on this picture, I put SoledormirsKeysRP instead of just SoledormirsKeys X'D )

As Malice started his teenage-esque rant, Boreas simply folded his arms. Of all the things he could've taken note of right away, he happened to notice Malice had socks on...

He focused on the task at hand rather quickly, however. //Seems insane--but insanity always has a cause. Need to understand what happened here.//
He wasn't sure who Faithful was. In fact, it took Boreas a brief moment to realize Faithful was another person and not the adjective... But through implications, he guessed there was some form of connection between Faithful and Faolan.
He wasn't too fond of the way Malice was speaking about the two now... He wondered about Faithful's body /and emotions./ This was going far deeper than what he currently knew about the situation with Nightmares. The Captain needed to try to pull Malice out of this thought process.
"...And what do you think you'd accomplish with that, Malice? You are not Faithful, Faolan, or the two put together."

Malice mind was on Sinister thoughts until Boreas brought up a good point and that bubble pop " I..." his eyes shifted down as he actually thought about it "... isn't that what I am?... I am both of them, I always have been... my mind in knowledge was only gained when I feed upon Faolans hearts...
and my consciousness only gained when Judas put Faithful heart inside.... this body you see... is Faithful's, though I mimic Faolans appearance with it... do you see now? If I am not them, then I am nothing.... I have no mind but to feed on light, all I know is food and fear of death...."this thought frightened him the most, he never had thought about it before having a heart but as the events unfold to lead to were he was now, he began to wonder just who is he? He even wonder who was it that Alex loved? If it was not for stolen memories or lies about copying others lifestyle just who was 'Malice'?
Malice trun his head away from his friend " ... I felt things beyond fear of death and the pleasure of feeding Boreas... there a woman I believe I love...I fear her death Above All Else...but what am I? I did not know these things without a heart and yet somehow something still not right, I am /nothing/.... "
the fire slowly dim the round the Nightmare King as if he didn't have the strength to keep them going.

The Nightmare king gave a frustrating sigh as he took hid fingers though this hair " I know what I am made for... I am Soledormir /Malice/ against the Dreamers species... but who I am I wonder if my mother had planned more.... if not, then why am I questioning these things? Why would knowing who I am even matter when I know what I am? Why do I know I'm not whole if I should not care?.... " the Nightmare king slumped further down into the bathtub until just his eyes were just barely above the rim of the tub " I know and understand my purpose and creation by Soledormir...it why I must die now for his plans to succeed...
However I have thought of my hidden purpose by my mother...I believe I was made to be both Faithful and Faolan as one for a new person... it the only thing that is logical, but that can never come to be... I killed Faolan long ago.... and the only soul left is Faithful's who is in Voids claws...but..." Malice stopped, he didn't want Faithful's soul, if he had Faithful's body, heart and soul he feared what that would do... wouldn't that mean he stop existing? " I do not want to die...."

This was a lot to take in--but at the very least, Boreas was collecting more specific information from Malice...
...Information that would need testing, but frankly, it sounded plausible with everything else he had learned. He would run with it and see where it goes.

He also noticed, amongst the dying flames were two dark shapes reminiscent of something Malice was missing...
The two pillars of flame at the front had been his shoes. He set his shoes on fire to make a scene for their meeting.
//...I have more stories to tell.//

That was the least of Boreas' concerns, however. He looked to Malice as he finished speaking, taking note of everything he had said. //Worst midlife crisis I've witnessed...// Putting these facts together, he could only conclude that the Nightmare had changed only because of the pieces of other individuals that had been placed within him... Malice, and by association, Eater, and all other Nightmares were made to /act/ like people. Calling them 'creatures' was even a stretch. They were more like additives to tarnish Dreamers.
He couldn't say what Malice's love for Alex truly was, or even the emotions he felt--they didn't belong to him, either.
But there was one thing Malice said that Boreas latched onto.
"...It's a horrible existence you, and everything linked with Nightmares have. Clearly, that's what was intended. And this 'mother' you've referred to... I want to know what kind of purpose she intends for you as well."

Boreas' own line of logic was taking him somewhere he thought he'd never travel. But now knowing that Nightmares and Dreamers are entirely too separate, this was the clearest idea.
"...I think the true answer to your questions shouldn't have anything to do with Faithful or Faolan at all."

There was so much that the Nightmare king was trying to figure out, how to act, how to think, how to respond, every choice he every made was on two factors, will this increase my survival and can I manipulate something? That was the mind of a Nightmare but the struggle Malice was facing now had him back into a corner, how can he manipulate Boreas so he can live? When all the paths keep leading to the same dead in... why was he here? Why was he even wonder about who he was, he was the Nightmare king, that all that matters but why was he here then? Why couldn't he find a back door and just survive how he was? "..... I... I do not understand..." Malice finally mumbled, he didn't like admitting that but it just wasn't possible for him to think any deeper on the topic himself " if I am not ether then who am I to be? "

Boreas' answer to that question wasn't one he really wanted to say at that moment--for multiple reasons. He would typically push the topic aside for the time being, but in Malice's case, doing that would likely cause him to be even more distrustful... Not that a Nightmare could trust much in the first place. The Captain let out a sigh, //...Moons, guide my words...//
"...A lot left for both of us to understand. But if you are going to live outside of the evil purposes you were made for, we have to consider ways for you to exist without parts of other people."

The Captain paused, "Malice, we need to discuss later. The Forsaken of Rage is on his way here--from what I saw, it won't take him long to know you're down here."

Malice place his arms over the rim of the tub and had his head resting on top of them, the Nightmare king wasn't amused with what his friend had to say, he couldn't fathom in existence without using parts of other people because without that what was he?

Malice was about to rise an argument when Boreas brought up the whole reality on why he was there in the first place... he first muttered a No-No word " .... figure Soledormir would send Rage after me first... " the Nightmare king rock his jaw as plotting and scheming his survival " ... this Fortress will not withstand an assault from Rage...I...we have no choice but to abandon it " Malice didn't want to, it was hard for any Nightmare abandon their territory but he lived long enough to pick and choose his battles and knew going up against Rage even at Full health was a death sentence.

Malice stumbled as he got out of the bathtub, His body was still in need of healing and it showed despite the Nightmare king efforts in holding himself proudly. He use the bathtub as support when collecting his shoes, the only form of pain he showed was a Twitch in his lip and slow struggle of getting his shoes back on.

" wait? what?" Catch turns his head towards his brother as his arms still wiggle in the air " but? But? But he going to ruin your hat?..."

" Catch, Weaver right, you shouldn't get so work up about it right now" Anna try to back Weaver up for Catch sake, he didn't want him to do something to get the Forsaken Lord to want to kill them, she was already surprised about that.

Danny bent the edges on the Hat to make it smaller, he looked down at both Catch and Weaver, maybe he got them mixed up? They were twins and that can happen with twins so when the giant was done he placed the hat down on top of Dreamcatcher head.

pouting with defeat Catch eyes looked over to his brother " it's not my hat...it's my brother's " he mumbled

"I'm sure he knows that, I mean when we walked up, I was the one wearing the hat..." Weaver replies, starting to space out again. He does smirk faintly and says, "You don't look bad in a hat though. Even one that's all messed up."
... He might be forgetting why they're talking about his hat in the first place...

Catch go's to take the hat off but Danny picked it up first and placed it on Weaver. " you look like the one with the hat now, it was smaller hat that he wear then the one you did " he looked back over to the pouting red head and was sure that this now looked similar to what he remembered "... hummm. One thing off I think " Danny then took the hat off Weaver head " yeah, that looks right for you two together, I don't remember him " he pointing at Weaver " wearing a hat around him " he then pointed at Catch.

Anna was taking mental notes of the whole conversation in those she found it quite fascinating, both boys were going down fast and she needed to get them somewhere safe before they crashed// Weaver, do you think you can convince this guy we need to get going? We told him about Malice, and we really need to get you and Catch to that place soon//

//Yeah, yeah I can try,// Weaver telepathically replies to Rihanna with a yawn, then he looks sleepily back up at Rage. "Hey man, it's nice hanging out and talking and all, but me and my brother here, we're just wiped out... Mind giving me my hat back and letting us go? We're gonna go somewhere and crash..."

" yeah, now that you say that, you do look like you just lost a fight or won one " Rage replied with a shrug, he put Weaver hat back on his head and he then pointed the way he had already been " that way everyone gone, I don't know if anything come since then but you shouldn't run into much trouble "

"Yeah..." Weaver mumbles and nods, "Thanks man, maybe sometime later we can have lunch again? I dunno when that'll be... Whenever I've got time and I'm feeling better, I guess... Anyways... Let's get going, brother, we've got beds waiting for us...!" He starts slowly trying to turn with Catch so they can go before he even finishes what he's saying.

Danny rises a hand to Weaver " alright " was all he said and then the giant of a man headed towards where Anna said Malice was at...

Catch was nodded off but he walked along with his brother " bedsssss " he mumbled.

" yes Catch, beds but you have to make it there first " Anna replied, she glace to were she knew some of the Vanguard were at // I don't think they show themselves until they know it safe form Rage...// and sure enough she was right.

As soon as the small group was safe distance away from the Forsaken Lord the Vanguard approach them, offering their help and assistance

The Vanguard help Catch and Weaver both onto the back of one of the ladies in her true form, and with Anna clinging on too, they start to make their way towards the Paradise Recycling Center at a much quicker pace. However, on the way there, they come across a camp that had been overrun... Corpses of people are scattered about, and there is one corpse of a large black bird nearby the camp as well.

Of course, as unfortunate as it is, Weaver feels nothing when he sees this scene... He has no heart to care, even for something he knows would be heartbreaking to see, and he doesn't have much of a mind anymore to think about what he knows is heartbreaking either. "Uh... That's bad..." is all he simply mumbles about the tragic sight, though in looking at the giant bird corpse, he does ask, "Hey... Is that like one of those giant birds that attacked us?"

"Ok," Glory says, holding on to the napkin after she's done since she has this sneaking suspicious she's still going to need it, "Well, this will be a bit harder to explain... But, there are muscles in the back of your throat you need to use to swallow, you'll need to try to... Um..." She finds herself swallowing saliva to try and figure out how to explain how to do it, but she's still having a hard time. How do you explain something so natural that you can do practically without thinking about it? "You suck whatever's in your mouth down to the back of your throat, and once it goes down, you don't really have to do anything else. Can you give it a try?"
Morning Glory briefly glances over to the nearby doctors to make sure they can help if he starts choking. At least, if he does, he should be ok, it's just spit and a tiny piece of a cracker after all.

The red king nodded, it was a lot to take in and he wasn't fully sure how swallowing would work but he was hoping that the young man body would do it naturally, there was already things the body did that way so hopefully this was one of them.

The red king moved the stuff in his mouth in a place, he then held his breath and focused on swallowing... the red king eye widened with the new experience, he didn't know how to describe it, the slime slipping down his dry throat, it was the dry to wet part he wasn't aware of and started to cough.

A Doctor came over and helped the red king, he knew the young man wasn't choking but by hearing the conversation along with the information he already knew, the Doctor was just lending a hand to help, he held get the red king to sit up more and told him some add a device, one the king settled down the Doctor let Glory take it from there, it was obvious that the red king trusted her more

And once that's done, Glory gives the Red King a soft smile and claps her paws together a few times. "There, you did it," she sweetly encourages him, "Do you think you can keep doing that if I give you more of the cracker?"

The red king relaxed now that it was just him and the tiny Bellezza again, but he was confused on what she was doing with her paws... this was a form of praise wasn't it?... what he understood of it wasn't good, it was out of mockery... but surely that wasn't what the tiny Bellezza was implying? This didn't seem quite the same but even so he couldn't take any comfort from her praise... he didn't understand it.

The red king didn't want to stay on that and moved on to the question "... if...if it will indeed help your friend, then yes, I can continue with the crackers..." he hesitated for a moment, his eyes looking down before turning toward her again " ... if I may ask?... something changes when the cracker was in his mouth... a new feeling? I am not sure how to explain it..." the red king gaze drifted down again to were his fingers were slowly brushing the blanket " there are many new feelings but I do not know what they are or what they are called... I was wondering if you knew?"

"Yes, it will help," Glory simply replies at first as she gets more crackers for him, then she thinks for a moment before explaining, "A new feeling? Ah, was it the taste of the crackers? You were able to taste them? That's what that is called, when you put something on your tongue, you taste it." She comes back and sets them down beside him on the bed, then she takes the first cracker she had originally broken a piece off of and holds it up to his mouth when he's ready.

The red king nodded, he understood that he needed to do this for his host sake...

" taste?" He repeated, he now knew what the 'feeling' was called "....taste is a sensation that overwhelming .... but I do not know if it is bad or not...it is different... that much I know " after saying this the red king opened his mouth to take the cracker like a little bird ( except not eager or excited ) he slowly chewed it, testing the flavors, it was Pleasant but he still didn't feel comfortable in liking something that he didn't believe belong to him

"Well, you've got time to think about it, I suppose," Morning Glory replies, carefully watching and keeping an eye on him as he eats. "I wonder what kind of food would be your favorite if you got to eat more? ... Hmm, we could try giving you some soup if your stomach can handle the crackers alright, that would probably be even better for you and Crimson than just crackers."

The red king repeated what he learned about chewing and swallowing, he was slowly getting the hang of it ( emphasis on slowly ) after he got done swallowing what he had in his mouth "... other foods would taste different?... how? " the red king gaze drifted to the bowl // something was different in the air when she brought that in the room.... the air has not been the same since then.... is that the power of soup?...// " ... if it will aid in your friend's well being then I will accept soup "

"They have different flavors. Before we try the soup though, can you try to tell me how you're feeling? How does eating the cracker make you feel?" Glory asks.

The red king had to ponder that question, 'how did he feel?' "... I... I do not know " he replied honestly "I am sorry... this experience has been new for me..." he got quite after saying that, if he was dead then at one time did he have his own body? If he did what was it like? Did he know of these things? Why didn't he remember?...
" I am not sure how I am supposed to feel in this matter....I... I am sorry..." his gaze drifted down again, he was trying hard, he wanted to be of some help or use and yet he didn't know much of anything.

"It's ok, it's ok! You don't have to feel bad," Glory assures him, "If you feel any change in his body, can you let me know? Especially if you feel anything like before, when you threw up?"

Anna had made it her job to not let Catch or Weaver fall asleep just yet, though a few times her little brother got close but thankfully the Vanguard was helping by asking questions off and on. Rihanna gasp at the heartbreaking scene, survivors of the camp were tending to the wounded and still moving the bodies of the dead, it was obvious that battle ended not that long ago.

Dreamcatcher lifted his tired eyes to the to the camp that was in shambles before, numbness was all he felt, it was sad yes, but what was there for him to do? Even if he was there people would still die, they always did. "... yeah..." he replied to his brother, Catch knew he should feel something more but he didn't other than empty.

He looked over to the big black bird, it wasn't exactly like what took them, this looked like an actual bird as the other had the shape of a bird but lack much of a form "... I guess so... maybe it what one looks like when not all shadowy?.... "

That's when it clicked, what it was that she was asking and what he could base what he was feeling on "...I...I believe I understand now..." though the red king didn't smile his eye seem a bit brighter as he answered " that was an unpleasant experience and I do not feel as I was before when I threw up... dose that mean his body is going better?"

"Maybe..." Weaver says, staring intently at the bird's corpse.

However, it's not one of the shadowy birds, as one of the Vanguard mentions that this is Alexandrea, one of the Keyhunters, as evidenced by her few belongings scattered near her corpse.

Weaver, of course, still feels nothing about her death, except maybe a little bit of concern. "Oh... We can't tell Malice about this, or he'll kill people and go nuts... Can we just get her buried real quick?" he sleepily asks no one in particular.

" oh snap... that's is bad." Catch replied as he rubbed the back of his head, he was a tiny bit more awake now. " if she really dead I guess that all we can do.... " he looks to his left and then to his right " I don't were we could do that "

Thankfully the Vanguard that the boys were on keep walking, her and her party had already gotten the idea that Catch and Weaver both were a bit broken...

Party of the Vanguard did break off to help and get info from those in the camp, they would make sure that the dead would be properly ley to rest

"Ah, yes! If you don't feel like you're going to throw up again, that's a good thing," Morning Glory confirms. She goes to one of the doctors and the two of them get a tray set up for the Red King, and now having a bowl of soup set there, Glory takes over again. "I guess we can start by just letting you try a little bit of the broth, you can taste that. It'll be just liquid, so you won't have to chew this, just swallow it. Ok?"

Something felt different, he wasn't sure how to explain but this time when someone reassured him it was different "... I am glad?" He replied not sure if that truly what the word he felt was but it seemed right at the same time.

The red king nodded that he understood and he would try to do his best with the soup.

Morning Glory gives him a big smile, and then gets a spoonful of soup ready. With the bowls in this place being magical, it's at the perfect temperature, even after how long it's been sitting there. "Ok, open your mouth just like before, sir, but when I put the spoon in your mouth, close your mouth, alright? Then I'll pull the spoon out, and you just have to keep your mouth closed so it doesn't spill out."

"I don't think we should bury someone in the middle of the city Catch, not in the street like this... I think that would make roadwork harder..." Weaver thinks out loud. "... Hey, where did you guys bury Mina? Maybe we could take Alex and put her there too...?"

The red king did what he was told and opened his mouth, he wasn't sure what to expect from soup and he was about to find out.... when the spoon made contact with his tongue the red king made note of the smooth texture of it, that even it had a some form of a taste and then it happened, the spoon spilled its contents into his mouth as the tiny Bellezza removed it... his green eye widened with the new sensation flooding his senses //... this is still taste?... it's, it's...there is more then the cracker were! there so much, so much more taste?! // his mind was fixated on the flavor in his mouth that he had forgotten to swallow or maybe he just didn't want to

" I guess you're right " Catch mumbled, he was wondering what they should do with Alex then and it was about that time Weaver brought up Mina " oh... yeah, we bury her in the backyard... I think that was the backyard of the Palace "

The Vanguard stopped in hearing this and now had questions of their own, that someone was buried in their backyard... between the half sleep dead Catch and the thankfully awake Anna the events in which Mina was ley to rest were explained, the Vaseterm were not to please in knowing this, but could not do much at this time. ".... well it's nice to know that the Vaseterm have a actually graveyard and go through a burial rituals for their people.... sorry about Mina... I'll have a talk with Hiiro the next time I see him about burying people the right way..." Anna made comment and did respectful apologetic bow.

Catch on the other hand didn't say much more, his emotions on the big red dragon were confusing to say the least, he felt anxiety in finding Hiiro, as if didn't more thinks were bound to happen and yet he started to feel anger towards the dragon shapeshifter and less and less pity

For all of this part of the conversation, Weaver has been staring at the back of the Vanguard's neck with an intense thoughtful face, his eyebrows narrowed, his mouth curled in a frown... "... Wait, when did Mina get buried?" he eventually asks. Seems that's all his mind has been stuck on... That, and the feelings of anger he's getting from Catch again... "... Catch, just stop, I'm too tired, and like... When actually did Mina get buried though? Was that... yesterday? Or today? Or day before yesterday? ... What happened the day before yesterday? ... How long have we been here.....???"

"Huh? Wait.. oh.. right, sorry about that brother... " Catch mumbled about his temper, he let out a deep sigh, this emotion sharing had both its good and bad quirks to it and all depends on self control " ... yeah, about Mina " he focused on her and what really has happened the last few days " uhhh...I think that was yesterday?.... I think? " The red prince took his fingers though his hair " it's all a bit blurred... I think today we... did we have breakfast? "

" it happened yesterday morning... that when Crimson flipped out and killed Mina when his bracelet came off..." Anna chime in to help fill in the boys, even though she had a feeling that it need to be done again when they both were awake " the day before yesterday that when Hiiro and Rage battle in the city... "

"Ohhh yeah, that's right, that's when we were on Hiiro's back and Danny almost ate us, I remember now, I grabbed you like a parachute and we jumped off!" Weaver exclaims, though not very loudly. "I don't even remember how we ended up on Hiiro's back in the first place, but, hey we didn't die... Oh, and then it was after that that I almost turned into a Tormented... I think... I don't remember..."
He then slumps forward on the Vaseterm's neck, smooshing his hat up more than it already was, and mumbles, "We're not there yet, are we...?"

After talking with this mystery man for long enough, Glory's able to get more of an idea of what's going on with him, and now with him tasting the soup, she's pretty sure she knows why he hasn't swallowed yet. "You can go ahead and swallow... There's more soup, so you can have more," she tells him with a giggle, getting another spoonful ready. "You like the taste?"

The red king looked at her with awe as if she could read his mind but then again she was a Bellezza in his understanding, but that was more important was that the taste he was experiencing could continue. The red king swallow and then said " ... I believe I do...I think... I think I enjoy taste... at least I believe it to be pleasant, is this what I am experiencing " after saying this the red king opens his mouth again a little bit more lively than he has been up to now

"... oh...yeah.... I didn't like that... i rather stay on the ground....but how many times been flying in this week?..." The Dreamer prince really didn't like flying or more like falling. He then grimaced " that right....I don't even remember why you almost did... everyone was going nuts... well I don't think Fiona was... she was holding a sword to and I don't think they let nuts hold swords...."

The Vanguard let out a sigh, it felt more like baby sitting, baby sitting very crazy people but who could blame them after everything.

Morning Glory gives him a big smile. "That doesn't surprise me, taste is a wonderful sensation that everyone has. And there's so many different ways you can experience taste too, even with other people... Having a big meal together as a family, a bunch of friends sitting together and eating ice cream... A mother giving her son hot chocolate when he's sick to cheer him up..." Her smile changes to more of a softer one as she thinks on the concept of taste. "It's something I know is easily taken for granted... but it really is a beautiful gift, just like all the other senses," she says. Then she gets another spoonful of the soup broth and looks back to the Red King. "Anyway... Are you ready?"

"... You need to learn how to fly, the good way... And there was a lot of bad stuff happening then... There's been a lot of bad stuff happening lately," Weaver mumbles again, then goes quiet, thinking really hard again. "... Hey, uh... Ma'am... I'm a Nightmare, so I can't actually feel this... But, thank you for carrying me and Catch and Anna. I don't think I can walk anymore..." he says, "That probably doesn't make any sense, I know, but like... Have you ever... Known that something is right, or it should be a certain way, but you just... don't feel it...? That's what it's like... I don't care about you, or Catch, or Purity, or anyone, but I know I should... So that's why I'm saying 'thank you', even though I don't feel thankful..." He then makes a cross between a yawn and a deep sigh, and pauses again before trying to push himself back up into a sitting position.
"... What... What were we talking about, brother...?"

The mental image of a bathtub withstanding an attack from a massive beast he had never seen before was... Interesting to Boreas.
"Yes, sorry to say it, but we should abandon your fortress." The Elemental simply agreed, watching Malice climb out.
Now that the room had cooled more, Boreas took the opportunity to actually approach Malice. He could see that he was still recovering, despite his efforts to hide it... The Captain didn't comment on that--he just patiently waited.

The red king swallow as the tiny Bellezza went into more detail about taste "... that... that sounds pleasant...." but it brought up a question " the company ones hold can change the taste? And I am assuming these are other tastes, ice cream and hot..." the red king pause before slowly saying " chocolate..." he was lost in thought, why did that sound familiar, the red king looked to the tiny Bellezza, he was going to ask her a question but seeing her holding the spoon made him forget and he nodded his head and opened his mouth

Glory takes note of how he stops and slowly says chocolate, and she wonders about that, but for now, she just helps him take another spoonful of soup. "To some extent?" she answers his first question as she goes back to the bowl. "Well, it might not really change the taste, but it can make the whole experience more enjoyable. I would think being able to eat your favorite food with friends would be nicer than just eating it alone; if you shared it with your friends, you could all enjoy it together, and talk."

After some time Malice got hid shoes on, he then stood up tall, it was out habit that he went to grab his jacket to straighten it but the Nightmare king did not have his jacket " hm" he grunted and just put his hands in his pants pockets and muttered " Let's go then "

Malice began to walk/Shuffle his way in a different direction then the way Boreas and the others came through

Boreas followed Malice silently at first, then glanced at the 'fortress.' This was a Nightmare's healing pool. Not just any Nightmare's--/the King's./
A few thoughts went through his mind... First off, they shouldn't leave this here--though, he was sure Malice already knew that... If his mind was working any better. Second...
Well, from his Shadow Hunter roots, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. How true that was now, he wasn't sure, but he wasn't going to pass this up.

The Captain quickly formed a small vial with his ice magic and scooped out some of the liquid--being /very/ careful to /only/ get it in the vial. Then he froze over the top and tucked it away in a compartment meant to keep things cold.
Then he glanced to Malice as he shambled away, "I'll take care of the healing pool." He called, readying his magic once more--he was going to create an icy, electrical mine and set it off as they leave.

Catch let out a whiny sigh, he really didn't want to fly but now more then ever he probably should learn to, even more now that all his forms could have wings now.

It was very awkward to had a Nightmare being honest and thankful but there was rumors that Eater was different then other Nightmares, some rumors were that he wasn't a full Nightmare at all.

" .... I don't remember, brother..." Catch replied and then head leaned forward and headbutt his brother back " is it time to go to bed now?..."

"No, not yet, we're not at the place yet, we gotta get to a bed first," Weaver replies, "We're going to the place that Glory and them got to, and then there should be beds, and we can crash... Is that what we were talking about before? You said... something about Fiona... Hey, Glory's linked to her, I'll give her a call..."
He then immediately reaches out to Fiona through his connection with Glory, and Fiona hears his voice very suddenly in her head, asking, //Hey, where are you again? Are you at the, uh.......//

And in response to Weaver's call, he would hear a sudden, shouting //Huhguh--I'm at sleep...!//
...Just as she had so loudly proclaimed, Fiona had been mostly, if not fully asleep. Weaver's voice abruptly entering her mind brought forth a rather loud snort and an audible, "Huah!" which drew the attention of some rather concerned nurses.
//No, wait... Weaver... Weaver... Hiiii!// The Elemental greeted him happily, now with normal volume and much sleepiness.

" your calling Foona?" Catch moving his head so now his chin was resting in his brother back

Malice stopped at that, at first it surprised him but then a snirk came across the Nightmare king face " I guess some things never change " he rises a hand as though that was given permission " it not as If I could take it with me, do whatever you like to it, I would have destroyed it myself but your saving me the trouble, unless if you gotten lazy in your old age "

The red king was thoughtful, to be around others was pleasant by what he was experiencing. He looked to the tiny Bellezza with that in mind, he swallow and then said " is this enjoyable then?..." he thought about that, what was a friend? And Were they friends? As he wait for an answer the red king opened his mouth like a baby bird waiting for food

"Yup," Weaver simply replies to Catch. He then gets back to Fiona. //Heeeyyy, what's up? How're you doin'? Are you at the place with everyone else?//

Glory hums thoughtfully at first, then answers, "I think it is. Even though I don't really know you, you're still a nice person. I think I could consider you a friend, even though you're not Crimson... And I know that this is helping Crimson too, even though he's not here right now. Plus... It's really nice to be able to help someone again, and seeing you taste and experience good things, and enjoying them... It makes me a little happy to see that, too. With how you can't remember these things, it must've been a long time since you last were able to taste, touch, and see things..." She feeds him another spoonful of soup. "What do you think?"

"Miss, are you alright?" One of the nurses asked Fiona. The Elemental looked up at the nurse and then smiled, "Yeah--it's just a voice in my head--my friend's calling."
...At first this was awfully concerning to the nurse, but upon hearing that it was a call, she glanced to her fellow coworkers and simply decided to keep an eye on things.

//I'm up now! It's been tough, but I'm doin' ok. N' yeah! I'm at the place with the everyone and the stuff!
...Well, except you guys... I think... Are yoou guys ok?//

" Weaver... Weaver " Catch pats the back of his brother " Tell Foona hi for me "

The red king pause, what the tiny Bellezza said hit him in a way he didn't know how to explain, he just stared at her, she knew he wasn't the boy, her friend and yet she said these things and Bellezza were not ones to lie...
It took a moment after Glory last question for the red king to snap back into reality, he swallow and then"... I... I'm sorry..." he apologized for taking so long and he just felt the need to... " ... I... I do not know... however I do feel something different with this information...I am not sure how to explain it... it's not quite the same as pleasant however it seems similar, as if it was taste and yet not within my mouth... it is difficult to explain..." the red king gaze downward that little bit of life he had seen to fade as he said ".... I... I do not know how long I... I.. have been dead... I do not remember much of things and the little I do is in a fog.... what I do know will be lost to me.... I do not even remember what it was I should call you... I think you said... but it is a blur... I am sorry...I just do not know... I do not even know who I am possessing..." the red king green eye looked to the tiny Bellezza as if she knew the answer he wanted to know " how long is a long time?"

"Ok," Weaver says. //You're at the place? That's good, yeah we're on our way,// he then says to Fiona, //Catch says hi too. Hey... Hey, do they... They've got beds there, right?//
After a pause, he then tells Catch, "She's at the place with everyone else, she's doing good."

//...Back to Urufu.// Boreas thought to himself, setting up three mines on the inside of the tub's walls, then heading to the exit with Malice. "You're still recovering." Was all he stated for his reasoning. "Let's keep moving."

//I'm at the place you're heading to!// Fiona repeated. //Hi, Catch!// She suddenly shouted mentally again, like Catch would actually hear.
//...Yeah, they've got beds--I'm in a bed right now! At least, I think they'd have bed/S/ because it's like a doctor-place...
They have chairs, too! There'er chairs in here, and out there... In the first room, there was even a /SOfa.///

" Weaver that good she good... Weaver do they have beds?" Catch mumbled and tapes his brother back again

With that, a big grin slowly creeps across Weaver's face as he stares at the Vaseterm's neck. "They /do/ have beds...!" he says, "Huff... Ha, see, I told you, my vision of the future of warm beds... It's waiting for us...! We're almost there...!"
He then answers Fiona, mostly repeating himself as he says, //They have beds...! They have beds! They have /beds!/ I... I haven't slept in a year! We're gonna go to sleep! I want to sleep so bad, I'm so tired, we just have to get there, we just have to get there... But we're gonna make it...!//

//Yeah, yeah! You can sleep--just like me!// Fiona sleepily joined in with Weaver's cheering, //You guys're doin' good, so you can make it! I wanna see you guys!// She made an assumption based on how many times 'good' had been said...
//...Wait... You... Haven't slept in a /year?/ I guess... Oh yeah, that's because of Eater.// The Elemental's sleepy voice turned almost pouty at that realization.

Catch took his fist and bop his brother in the back, it wasn't hard at all with how tired he was but that was the most expected the Dreamer had been in awhile " Yessss! Beds, you were right Brother" he mumbled as he pushed his face against his brothers back " tell Foona thank you for the beds "

"Haha... Hahaha... I will..." Weaver weakly laughs, not minding Catch at all with whatever he's doing, and then he answers Fiona, saying, //Catch says thanks for the beds, Foona. And yeah, I haven't slept because Eater's stupid, he'd always eat people instead of sleeping. It was... I don't wanna think about that before I go to sleep... So...//

He goes quiet for a good while.

//... How's the weather?//

" tck" the smug look on the Nightmare king face shifted when the mentioning of him recovering, he snapped his fingers the black fog that had be held back for his guest now begin to swallow the room ones more, however Malice keep it at a distance around Boreas "whenever you're ready to set your toys off my fog will take care of the rest. " as the black fog parted it reveal a hidden exit that Malice had made when he was setting up his lair. The Nightmare king glace over to his old coworker, it was strange even for him, he wasn't sure just how he should act around Boreas but so far the captain seem fine " I advise in following my lead unless you want to sightsee, then be my guest but I have better things to do "

Boreas had assumed Malice had some kind of exit planned for where he was heading. As they safely left the fog's reach and went outside the future explosion's radius, Boreas made his response.
"Honestly, not too familiar with this locale, or world--though I have to ask, what kind of better things do you have in mind?"

While they started up another chat, the Captain triggered the mines he'd set up, making the perfect backdrop for a casual conversation--a crackling explosion and flames filling the room behind them.

/Uh... You're welcome!// Fiona replied, not completely knowing what Catch is thanking her for, but glad she could help.
Then she let out a mental gasp, //Oh no! Don't think about the stupid--that's very stupid and he's stupid and dumb too--I won't talk about that anymore...!!
'Cause you're gonna get a good sleep, we can all try and get the best sleep so things'll get better.//

Then Fiona paused, hearing Weaver's question, //It's bright in here.// The Elemental blinked, //And it smells like soup... And I think there's fruit somewhere too--it's a nice smell.
...Wait... Smell isn't weather...
The weather is nice in here.//

Morning Glory briefly catches the incoming calls between Weaver and Fiona, and while they're very interesting to listen too, she sends the calls back and forth without too much thought about it. //Well, she did want to talk to Weaver, after all,// she thinks, and it's absolutely not Eater that's talking.

But she looks a little sad when she sees the sparkle of life seemingly fade away from the Red King's eyes, and he makes his comments and questions. A few things stick out to her, one being whatever it is he's feeling and having a hard time describing, the other being how he doesn't seem to know who Crimson is. //I've said his name a lot, surely he should know Crimson's name? He must mean he doesn't know him personally? ... Wait, no, but he said that only after he mentioned he doesn't remember what to call me...// she ponders.

"Well... Exactly how long... I'm not sure," she answers his last question honestly, putting the spoon down in the bowl for a moment. "I don't know anything about you, how you ended up in my friend, or who you are... So I don't know how long you've been dead. I can only assume it's been... I can't even imagine how long, honestly. An unimaginably long amount of time..." She goes quiet for a moment, but then comes up with something to try and offer him some hope. "... Even if you do forget the things I tell you about, or my name, or even if you forget me... I won't forget about you. And I've got some really good friends, including a partner who I know would go out of his way to help someone suffering like you. Granted, all my friends are kind of... sick, at the moment, but when they get here, they'll get help just like you and Crimson are, and when they do, I'll tell them about you and what you're going through. I can guarantee that they'll all want to help you too--they'll want to help you and Crimson both, in getting you and the demon out of him, and then whatever way we can find to help you too. I promise."

" thanks " Catch replied with a muffled voice. " Cat, you do know you can talk with Fiona to " Anna commented, she was trying to keep both boys awake and Catch was going down fast.

" oh yeahhhhh " he mumbled and Then reached up to his brother head " Foona? Foona can you hear me? It's Catch "

Anna face Palms

Weaver slowly blinks when Catch grabs his head and starts trying to talk to Fiona. "... No... Dude, Catch, it's telepathy, you gotta speak to her with your mind... Didn't we talk about this earlier...?"

It then takes him another moment to get back to Fiona. //Hey, I'm glad the weather's nice... Catch might be about to say hi too.//

The smug look return to the Nightmare king face as the captain revealed he didn't know much of this place, but as he ask his question Malice rises a figure to make some snappy Urufu comeback but as the mines went off behind him with its dazzling explosion Malice realized the problem in that question and just like the fire burning down his Fortress reality hit the Nightmare king... he had nothing...

The finger Malice was holding up slowly went down, he put his hands in his pockets again and began to walk, all the while mumbling some not so nice things, he needed to plot, he needed to take back what was his

The red king eye drifted up in the moment Glory receives the call as if he knows, but then his eye went back down as she try to explain "... I...I see...." he wasn't sure how time really worked, a long time seem to mean it was slow and he knew this but it also felt like time was something that was moving quickly... what even was time?... and with that though he wondered did anyone know who he was? Did he even have a home anymore? What even was home?... he knew he had one, he long for it but /what/ was it?

And just then It was like Glory read his mind, he stared at her with awe and longing, for a moment he had a friend, did he have other friends? But he did not remember them, surly he had friends? Even if he did he would not remember and he knew this " ....you will remember me?.... even if I forget you?.... I.. " he felt something, it was that emotion again, he wanted to be happy and thankful, he had a friend who wanted to know him even though he didn't know himself but was that right? Would it be fair to her ". I... I would not be a very good friend....I can not return anything that you have done for me...." the red king shifted in the bed, he wasn't comfortable "... I am sorry.... help your friend... I can not be helped "

Morning Glory smiles faintly despite the Red King's last comments. "... How do you know?" she asks, already knowing he won't have an answer, but then she also adds, "It doesn't matter to me if you can do anything in return or not, a friend is something more than just someone you do things for. I know you think that you're the demon, or you're evil, but I can tell very easily that you're not. If you were, you wouldn't be so thoughtful and so considerate about everyone else, you would want to kill us, hurt us, or do awful things to my friend Crimson. If you couldn't, you'd probably just try to say mean things to upset me... But you haven't done any of those." She puts her paws together in front of her as she looks up at the Red King, and continues, "Sir, I know you've forgotten a lot... but please, trust me when I say I know this. You've proven yourself very much to me already, and that's where I know, even if you do forget me and everything we've talked about, I know you'll do anything you can to help my friend, to help any of my friends. You're already eating food to try and help him, right? I may not know who you are, but I know for sure that you're a very nice, a very good person. So have some faith... I believe there's something we could do for you, we would just have to figure out what and how."

Boreas followed Malice for a time, letting the both of them be silent. All that could be heard was their footsteps and the softening sound of flames behind them. He didn't wait too long before speaking up again. "If you'll hear me out, I have a suggestion."