I do not have any shifts tomorrow, if you wish to have this done quickly.

Show me your bedroom. I will use the vial.

[Considering they just had a fight, he's showing you a lot of trust, Mr. Samurai.]

I see. Very well.

[He stands up to allow Souji to fix the bed for him.]

It is adequate for the situation.

[He walks over to the bed and then sits down on the futon, removing his belt with his sword. Shrugging off the top of his robe, he then lies down.]

Am I to ingest this thing or simply pour it on myself?

[He eyes the vial again, suspiciously]

Very well. You are not to leave my side under any circumstances.

[Opening the vial, he pours the rainbow sand over himself.]

[A whole day passes, and then the glass cocoon breaks into normal, boring tan sand, waking the dragon up. His ears flick slightly and he sits up with a frown on his face.]

Hm.

[Rubbing his face, Tian sighs.]

It was rather vivid, but very dark. I think it was a memory... but not mine.

Hm. Everything was dark, and it was a bit hard to breathe. Then I heard the sound of a sword being drawn.

[He glances over at his sword belt.]

A fight broke out, in pitch darkness, and my opponent seemed to match my strength perfectly. Yet the fighting style was much different from my own. It was getting harder to breathe, too.

[Tian frowns slightly.]

Then I heard a voice, calling out to watch out behind me. It was a familiar voice, but I can't quite place it. A male's voice, and he told me to keep fighting even though my breathing got worse.

[Tian's eyes widen a little at that, but then he nods slightly. It made sense that he would see Souji's dream, since he had been instructed to give it to someone he trusted.]

I see. It was unusual.

[Remembering the harshness of his breath in the dream, Tian reached out and puts a hand on Souji's chest.]

Do you keep secrets from me?

[Tian spreads his fingers, taking in the tiny frame under Souji's clothing.]

...why?