Kind of strange that he had a dream that felt pretty close to what Phalanx is talking about. Vincent couldn't say how it was close, but he has a strange feeling, a kind of heavy, cold feeling that tells him he's right.
"Sounds pretty awful," he replies after a moment, putting a hand protectively on the back of Phalanx's head. "S'okay though, there's plenty of stuff here. Nothing's gone or anything."
That only kind of makes sense, but his sentiment is genuine. They're all here, Robin is still out on the couch, there's still floors and walls and people sleeping in their beds beyond this tiny apartment. The world hasn't vanished into nothingness. No one is falling into a dark abyss for all eternity.
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Kind of strange that he had a dream that felt pretty close to what Phalanx is talking about. Vincent couldn't say how it was close, but he has a strange feeling, a kind of heavy, cold feeling that tells him he's right.
"Sounds pretty awful," he replies after a moment, putting a hand protectively on the back of Phalanx's head. "S'okay though, there's plenty of stuff here. Nothing's gone or anything."
That only kind of makes sense, but his sentiment is genuine. They're all here, Robin is still out on the couch, there's still floors and walls and people sleeping in their beds beyond this tiny apartment. The world hasn't vanished into nothingness. No one is falling into a dark abyss for all eternity.