For a second he's worried about her reaction, from both the look on her face and the echo of emotion the dream gives off, and her response isn't quite what he's expecting. That's -- good, though; she doesn't seem to be angry with him, or disgusted. It's better than he's gotten from some.

Still, Galen shifts uncomfortably where he stands, crosses his arms over his chest. "No, it's, uh -- it's been a few months. I stopped using it for a while, though. Once I got a better handle on it. 'Til now." He reaches up to push his hair back. "It's... been kinda touchy."