The TARDIS doesn't mind a subject change; if they linger on Zagreus she'll only get more frustrated with the fact that she can't protect Johnny effectively at all. So instead she smiles down at the rabbit's somewhat surprising request.
"Well, let's see," she says. "Some shared dream constructs are more resistant to my influence than others. But I will try." And she does, tilting her head slightly and expanding her influence throughout the spacious room. The Unicorn mirrors her posture and its horn begins to emit a faint golden glow. After a few moments, the thick carpet is replaced by lush green grass, the shelves and walls disappear, and the ceiling gives way to a wide blue sky. Iridescent clouds of butterflies drift across the grass and the sky, resting on the flowers and dancing through the air. Almost immediately, they begin to settle on Johnny and adorn the Unicorn like garlands.
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"Well, let's see," she says. "Some shared dream constructs are more resistant to my influence than others. But I will try." And she does, tilting her head slightly and expanding her influence throughout the spacious room. The Unicorn mirrors her posture and its horn begins to emit a faint golden glow. After a few moments, the thick carpet is replaced by lush green grass, the shelves and walls disappear, and the ceiling gives way to a wide blue sky. Iridescent clouds of butterflies drift across the grass and the sky, resting on the flowers and dancing through the air. Almost immediately, they begin to settle on Johnny and adorn the Unicorn like garlands.