[It’s still surprising to be able to speak normally, even if it is by using Dreamotion energy. It’s a strangely exciting and nerve-wracking feeling, but being able to speak and instill positive emotions in another without cursing them? It feels great, and if Toge has a little warm aura around him from his happiness, that’s something he can’t really control.]
[He follows Tifa back outside and towards the deck, letting out a hum as he peers over the edge of the ship. He doesn’t know what Gil is, but he’s willing to believe Tifa is right. But drawing it out… hmm. He looks over at her, tilting his head and shrugging one shoulder.]
Salmon..?
[Food could work, but… what kind of food would draw out a nightmare? He pauses for a moment, trying to think of a good idea, before he turns to Tifa and motions for her to wait. Doing his best to keep his balance, he pulls out his notebook and writes a couple quick words.]
no subject
[He follows Tifa back outside and towards the deck, letting out a hum as he peers over the edge of the ship. He doesn’t know what Gil is, but he’s willing to believe Tifa is right. But drawing it out… hmm. He looks over at her, tilting his head and shrugging one shoulder.]
Salmon..?
[Food could work, but… what kind of food would draw out a nightmare? He pauses for a moment, trying to think of a good idea, before he turns to Tifa and motions for her to wait. Doing his best to keep his balance, he pulls out his notebook and writes a couple quick words.]
Emotions? Good/bad dreams?