"I mean, this is a dream, dream-you is lovely but I've no idea what's going to be there when I wake up."

"Oh." Nuzzle. "'S me."

"I mean, theoretically, but things you learn in dreams are never true when you wake up."

He giggles.

She kisses him on the cheek. "So when I wake up I have to deal with whatever you're really like and then figure out what's up with your sister."

"Her dad's fucking her. I'm gonna kill him."

"The fuck."

"'Cause of the magic I had to show up whenever anybody tried to fuck her, and it was him a bunch of times, and then he started feeding me a girl a week, 'cause then once a week I'm busy all night."

"...A bunch of times--who else?"

"Counts when they're just talking about somebody marrying her, too."

"Okay, well, this just became a significantly less fun dream."

"Sorry. I said I'm gonna kill him, right?"

"I mean, yeah, but--dream. I mean. The horrible bit's probably just part of the dream too, but...she did have something wrong, and...this fits, and dreams are sometimes your subconscious putting stuff together..."

"Oh. I'm dreaming too," he says.

She pauses, mulls this over, and then-- "Logically I probably shouldn't believe you but I do. Can I help? Kill him, I mean. Unless you can do it some way chalked up to the death throes of the lindworm curse and thus escape execution for regicide, I guess."

"If I was gonna get executed for regicide why'd it be better if you did too?"

"Well, I mean, we could run, if you were gonna run I might wanna come with anyway, I just don't wanna spoil a perfectly good non-running option if it's available."

"Anyway I dunno how I'm gonna kill him."

Nod. Sigh.

"...On a note I really wish were not related, it doesn't matter how bad I get hurt in a dream but it does matter in real life because it takes time to heal and sometimes scars and these are both really inconvenient, that's probably important to establish if you're, like, a persistent individual in your own right with your own kinks and not just a really excellent fantasy."

He kisses her. "Well in real life I don't think I have fangs anymore, not even sometimes."

"Point. Still, that doesn't mean you couldn't fuck me up pretty badly if you wanted to."

"Mmm." Nuzzle. "If we're really lucky maybe we'll get to just keep dreaming like this every night."

"That would be pretty convenient," she admits. "I mean, there are things we can do in real life, a few bruises in the right places never killed anyone, but still."

More nuzzle.

Snuggle. "...If you're angling for another go, uh, sorry but I'm still pretty comprehensively turned off by the revelation about your sister."