"Oh yes, I've met a young man who professes such a talent! It began with a...C? No, no, a V. Yes! A V!" The rest of the name is lost in the clutter that is Micolash's afflicted brain, but he would know the lad's face if and when he sees him, so there's that. "A wonderful ability to have innately, or to have mastered."

Talk of unexpected help, though, that gets Micolash to laugh, the sound dry and low. "Oh yes, that is true as well. I have been...taken in. By a benefactor of this Dream. He insists on seeing me healthier and re-acclimated to the. Various, unpleasant tedium of owning a physical human body once more. Ah, but it is such a repulsive thing! All this eating and drinking and having to sleep. And worse things still! The Kin insists that these things can become enjoyable in time, but I refuse to acknowledge such an abhorrent numbing to the horrors of it." Pretty dramatic repulsion to such basic needs.