It's not a dream. The dream was the woman talking to us. This is somewhere else entirely.
[Lalli is quick to say that, because he can definitely tell that they're not asleep. Whatever magic has them understanding each other, it's not something he's familiar with.
He won't complain too much, though. Emil is getting better at it, but his Finnish is still atrocious.]
It's magic. Not sure what kind. But we can use it, until it stops working.
[They can communicate freely here, and say everything they need to say, up until the communication is cut once more. Lalli won't even be as standoffish with Emil because he actually does want to talk to Emil!
First things first though, he's going to go over to one of the little faucets in the greenhouse and get a nearby towel wet. Then he'll bring it to Emil. Here, clean the dirt and death off your face.]
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[Lalli is quick to say that, because he can definitely tell that they're not asleep. Whatever magic has them understanding each other, it's not something he's familiar with.
He won't complain too much, though. Emil is getting better at it, but his Finnish is still atrocious.]
It's magic. Not sure what kind. But we can use it, until it stops working.
[They can communicate freely here, and say everything they need to say, up until the communication is cut once more. Lalli won't even be as standoffish with Emil because he actually does want to talk to Emil!
First things first though, he's going to go over to one of the little faucets in the greenhouse and get a nearby towel wet. Then he'll bring it to Emil. Here, clean the dirt and death off your face.]