[Terry's dreams are almost always nightmares, although not often based around his own fears. (Those ones are always weirdly comforting in a way he prefers not to talk about.) He's not having one of those dreams tonight though, tonight it's what he dreamed of when he first arrived in Keeliai. Home, with his parents and his brother. Before he got acclimatized and the dreams changed.
Somewhere familiar and calm - it's jarring enough that he recognizes it for what it is and sighs, he can't really enjoy the dream to its fullest if he knows that's all it is. But it feels the same as he remembers; same countertops in the kitchen, same dishsoap, same weird smell from the oven that hung around after it had been used no matter how much they cleaned it. It's enough that this is home, so he should probably make the most of it. Terry turns on his heels, off to explore the house and see if anyone else is in.
And there's someone there, which catches him completely off guard]
--Hey. [He stares at the kid, trying to figure out if it's someone he knows. He looks about the same age his brother would be now, so] Are you one of Billy's friends?
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Somewhere familiar and calm - it's jarring enough that he recognizes it for what it is and sighs, he can't really enjoy the dream to its fullest if he knows that's all it is. But it feels the same as he remembers; same countertops in the kitchen, same dishsoap, same weird smell from the oven that hung around after it had been used no matter how much they cleaned it. It's enough that this is home, so he should probably make the most of it. Terry turns on his heels, off to explore the house and see if anyone else is in.
And there's someone there, which catches him completely off guard]
--Hey. [He stares at the kid, trying to figure out if it's someone he knows. He looks about the same age his brother would be now, so] Are you one of Billy's friends?