Hey, more cuddling. He could get used to this. "I haven't done much dreaming at all lately. I'm glad I caught this one instead of...what was it, giant cats?" That doesn't sound like a good time.

"What happens in your good dreams? Ohh, lemme guess." He smiles, not actually wanting to guess, but definitely wanting to joke around. "Everything is made of waffles and I'm there. Naked."