Well, I was thinking of maybe trying to get some real rest...so I didn't dream of too much at all.

[ But from the looks of things, he'd switched off enough to start losing some of his human form? Oh well. This is a dream, it's fine. More than that, he's wondering why he feels things so vividly until he remembers...right. Tristan. dreams.

He sighs. ]

A bed would be nice. And maybe...one of those heated blankets?