Micolash thinks, looking faintly confused as he does so. "...I am not. Certain? I would imagine either. He speaks of being able to probe minds remotely, without scalpel or saw. And he speaks as well of traversing planes and dreamscapes alike. Though the two as I understand them are not...mutually exclusive. It is simply all a matter of undoing the bulwarks that prevent human minds from perceiving it fully, gaining enough Insight to understand and make sense of these sights.

"He has not explored such venues with me as of yet." He sounds a little embarrassed as he goes on. "He insists my body is still too. Frail. Too malnourished and new. To fully examine my own mind and open such venues...at. The present. But oh, he must surely have things to add to these ideas!" He ends on an eager note again, hopeful that Viatorus agrees.