In the dark, the bottom of his boot skids across a few smooth stones and he flings out an arm searching for a wall, but finds nothing. His first instinct is to ask the computer to bring up the lights, but before he can finish the words, a wet weight hits his thigh, then pushes itself up. Instinctively, Kirk gives it his arm for a way up, and a small familiar otter curls herself around his shoulders as if this is where she has always belonged.

"Ah, so I'm dreaming." he says, a faint smile on his lips that he knows Carina can hear in his voice.

"Good to see you too," she responds. Then, as a dry afterthought, "In a manner of speaking."

There's a soft wind, and Carina was in the water, so they must be in some sort of outdoors. Somewhat like the last time Carina was here. A beach, but this is different. A rough beach, not white sand and tropical. And, obviously, dark. Maybe it's a planet with no moon. But then-

"No stars, either," she says, and Kirk nods, lifting a hand to stroke her fur gently as he makes his way carefully along the beach. Maybe it doesn't matter what this place is. It's a dream, but nonetheless it makes him feel uneasy to hear the push of lazy waves against a shore without stars in the sky. It makes him think of ships lost at sea.

Maybe he can find something to make a fire. He presses forward, a little at a time, and wonders idly if Miss Asadi and her bird will make another appearance.