Well that all just about made sense. No wonder the memory is almost too hazy to be called such. For a minute he'd been afraid his mind was even more dis-integrated than usual. "Indeed. Emphasis on wayward. I haven't exactly naturalised. Though can you really blame me? Now even my dreams are boring. No offense." Definitely offense. Though he has to admit, at least privately, that that particular gripe wasn't entirely well founded. Some of his dreams have been fairly interesting, actually.