[he just exhales a huff of a breath, shaking his head as he wanders into the bureau. it's a building scaled to his size, elegant but minimally decorated on the inside; both of their steps echo on tiled mosaic floors, all the way up to high arched ceilings.]
...this feels somewhat similar to the simulation room.
[after a moment-- he focuses once more, eyes shut, and a few figures populate the room. figures with their robe hoods up, white masks on their faces, seated at counters and lined up at them.
there's one with its hood down, though. a person with purple hair tied in a side braid, who's skimming through paperwork over to the side.]
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[ they tilt their head, tone calm, and don't pursue it much beyond that! but, they follow him in his wandering. ]
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...this feels somewhat similar to the simulation room.
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It's similar in concept. Dreams feel just as realistic, until you wake up.
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there's one with its hood down, though. a person with purple hair tied in a side braid, who's skimming through paperwork over to the side.]
Little wonder some find dreams a temptation.
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but then come to hop up on a counter, settling. ]
Do you?
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[he says, leaning against the counter, just. watching the purple-haired man work.]
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You don't seem much like a dreamer. Guess that's not that surprising.
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[he knows what they mean, but. well. the circumstances suck.]
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But at present, with little to be done for it-- I think I may be allowed this.
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[ they shrug a little from where they're settled. ] Whatever makes you feel better, I guess.