At Micolash’s next words, however, his eyes do widen. Although it’s quite clear they are from different worlds, something about the suggestion that this is a dream registers as plausible.
“I think you might actually be right about that." He bites his lip. "There’s, you know, stories. About people who die, but they don’t know it because they’ve been trapped inside a dream." He’s not sure they have movies where Micolash is from, so he doesn't want to ask whether he's familiar with films like Jacob’s Ladder or Carnival of Souls, but they have crossed his mind. "But it can't be like that since I know I'm dead, right?"
He looks genuinely worried. He knows that he shouldn’t be looking for reassurance from strangers wearing dirty clothes and a cage over their head, but that’s just who happens to be there.
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At Micolash’s next words, however, his eyes do widen. Although it’s quite clear they are from different worlds, something about the suggestion that this is a dream registers as plausible.
“I think you might actually be right about that." He bites his lip. "There’s, you know, stories. About people who die, but they don’t know it because they’ve been trapped inside a dream." He’s not sure they have movies where Micolash is from, so he doesn't want to ask whether he's familiar with films like Jacob’s Ladder or Carnival of Souls, but they have crossed his mind. "But it can't be like that since I know I'm dead, right?"
He looks genuinely worried. He knows that he shouldn’t be looking for reassurance from strangers wearing dirty clothes and a cage over their head, but that’s just who happens to be there.