"I think I may have... had this happen earlier. I woke up after." She frowns to herself, having a sip of her glass. Nearly all of her dreams are blunt, hard-edged, guilt-ridden, rec-occurring. This is one of her most fanciful re-occurring dreams, and very few details are out of place. Just the ones that keep her trapped and feeling isolated. "...Maybe. It's hard to remember. But that's dreaming for you."