Less like I'm scrying into your dreams, more as if this is just another one of my own. ( so, yes. like most people's dreams, like adam's usually feel when he actually does dream.

ronan reaches for his hand, and adam lets him despite the emotional current that wraps around them from the connection. a blue light thrums in his chest even here, within the dream. adam's lips purse, wary, because this isn't normal. this isn't normal by their standards. which means that there's something deeper going on, and they're missing over half their party--the half that usually is good at tracking down the whys. ah, well. )

I'll ask about it, once we're up.