"It certainly all feels real enough, even in the physical sense," Julian muses, rubbing his wrist absent-mindedly. "I think this would all be quite a lot less terrifying if it didn't feel quite so real. Dreams are usually all fuzzy afterwords, where time doesn't make sense and things just around. Here, though it feels crisp and clear." He glances down at Agamede. "I could use you in the lab though. Beats talking off the ears of lab assistants." Agamede scoffs... or at least that's what it sounds like, you know, if foxes could scoff. "Talk? I already know what you're thinking anyway. What you mean is you would need me to keep you in line."

"Wow," Julian says, eyebrows high on his forehead after he listens to Daniel's explanation. "That must have been quite the experience. Well, I'm... glad you're not dead. You're not ascended anymore, though? You seem and act human enough, at least. You have your body back, after you reached a higher existence, or are you still... Sorry, no offense," Julian adds. "It's really none of my business, but it isn't everyday someone comes back from the dead."