"Hello... miss. You can just call me Felix, do you mind if we step inside my dimension while we talk?"

"Of course. No need to stay here while we talk." She waves her hand to motion Felix to go ahead.

And in a mumble, "Calling me Vienne is fine too."

"Thank you, Vienne."

The fog parts and a portal opens near where they stand. Felix invites her to follow him as he goes inside.

Once inside, Vienne will find herself in a large garden filled with beautiful and elaborate topiary of various animals.

Step step step. Well it seems I have no idea how anything works.

Vienne will stay close and be quiet until they reach wherever they'll talk at. She's seemingly a little on edge at this weird circumstance, but isn't hesitant to proceed.

Felix absently closes the gate behind him, this action apparently involves a wave of the hand in a triangular gesture.

"I know it is a lot to take in," Felix says while conducting her through a stone path towards a cottage that looks out of a fairytale. "are you hungry?"

"I'm fine. I ate breakfast already as well."

Vienne contemplates smiling at him, to try to reassure him, but decides not to. She doesn't know how much he could have watched her dream, or who he might associate with. Stay normal.

"Okay, feel free to ask for anything. Can I see the crystal shard now? I promise to explain anything either way, better if you know."

"I'll ask when I think of anything, but right now it's all about the basic things. How this all works, are you attempting to kill me, so on."

She pulls the shard out of her pocket, and leaves it in her palm for Felix to see. If he wants to take it she'll let him, but he can see it from where he is now.

"I am not attempting to kill you," Felix says, too stunned to react to the shard, "I know this sounds scary and mysterious, but I am just trying to be safe and secretive."

"I... Didn't mean it like that! I just have... To take care of myself. People out there are looking-... Well, I'm already here, so, it's not likely anymore...?" She smiles awkwardly, then raises the crystal higher to try to deflect the topic.

Felix takes the crystal absently, then, remembering what he is holding, carefully pockets the thing.

"I guess I understand. I swear I am friendly," he smiles back, warmly like making her feel her safe it is his first priority.

By this point they are close to an outdoor table, he offers her a seat, before taking one himself, pulling the chair backwards so his wings are free.

"So, the first to get out the way, is that you have a magical power now. One to create a pocket dimension of your own."

She takes off her backpack and sits, threading an arm through her leg so it can't be easily taken from her. "Simple to guess... I'd rather you try to explain the crystal first, since you seemed to have taken it."

Vienne swallows hard. "I'm not trying to be antagonistic, sorry sir- Err, Felix." Let's just try to get that line of thinking out of my head...

There is a thermos on the table and Felix pours himself some tea, silently offering it to her.

"It's okay, if you want to be formal. Anyway, the crystal is called dreamshard. When it touches someone that is asleep it starts creating a pocket dimension, apparently based on their dreams. They don't wake up until they find a portal and leave through it, which is why I went to yours, I was trying to rescue you on top of informing you about things."

She pours herself a cup, but doesn't touch it very much. "And I can create these dimensions now, you've said. Anybody who had this stone affect them can?" Pause. "You can explain how you want."

"Don't worry. The important thing is that you understand," Felix smiles benevolently again, "You only have a single dimension, which is constrained depending on your dream. They can have weird rules but you should figure out the next time you sleep, which won't have normal dreams anymore. Anybody that is touched by the stone during sleep will be affected, yes. Most people don't survive without outside help because they have to find a portal out and then figure out how to open them. Portals are open by special circumstances called Keys, the ones I used in front of you had Keys related to my other powers so only I can open them, your dimension will have it's own type of Keys which you can set under their constraints. Are you following?"

"Following." A moment's thought. "Only one dimension for now I assume?"

I'll ask about having a dreamshard of my own later. Or if that one belongs to me. Best learn first.

"Only one dimension per person, we call them dreamshapers. You can expand it quite fast..." Felix says sympathetically, "you are actually stuck with it the way it is. It might not be a good dimension, but they are rarely harmful when under control."

"Well it certainly seems like a good thing to have access to. I suppose the only real problem is being both there and asleep-- Are we still in the 'real world' asleep? Or are we only in here?"

"We are only here. Sleeping is a interface, of sorts to interact with the dimension magic. This place is real, just... unusual in a magical way."

Vienne calms down an octave. "Alright, alright. As long as we're safe here."

She sips the tea. "I'm not expecting everything to have perfect logic. It's magic, as you say, but it all makes sense so far."

"They have self-consistent rules, if sometimes hard to understand. It's very safe in here. Pocket dimensions are nothing but good to hide. They are also called hiddenlands in my Earth."

Pause.

"I might have failed to mention, but I am from another Earth."

With the teacup raised over her mouth, her eyes lay on the wings. It takes a moment to suppress the urge to snark really hard about them.

"I assumed." Sip.

Sip. "Given the reactions from others from your world, it isn't a trivial assumption."

"Well, I have no real reason to sell you to the media. Rather not interact with them either."

Thinking pause. "Well, a reason not to is that you might be able to enter my dreams, if that wasn't only a 'first time' thing."

A second thought occurs, but while waiting for his response, Vienne attempts to 'dream into existence' a biscuit to go with her tea.

The biscuit fails to appear.

"I can't actually enter in your dreams, in a sense you can't dream anymore."