Nemesis has no idea what to do either. She does remember this dream--and it must be a dream, cake is not what happened when she was in the kitchen of the house.
She doesn't know why the vision is appearing over their heads. She doesn't know what to do to knock him out of it, or wake him up. She doesn't know how she can make her dream self just look.
Munna gobbles the nightmare up almost as quickly as he can dream it, its little limbs twitching. Unlike the others, it at least appreciates Hurricane's imagination]
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Nemesis has no idea what to do either. She does remember this dream--and it must be a dream, cake is not what happened when she was in the kitchen of the house.
She doesn't know why the vision is appearing over their heads. She doesn't know what to do to knock him out of it, or wake him up. She doesn't know how she can make her dream self just look.
Munna gobbles the nightmare up almost as quickly as he can dream it, its little limbs twitching. Unlike the others, it at least appreciates Hurricane's imagination]