Sunshine nods, electing to take that as further evidence that the rift cut off the meddling at bringing her here in the first place (which, frankly, was more than enough).

And thank all the gods for it not giving her dream powers, for that matter. "Shit," she says with feeling after Topher's explanation. People need sleep. Maybe she should offer to swing by his place and wallop him with a frying pan or something. Or maybe not, because that might actually kill him, and her healing magic only works on vampires (as far as she knows, anyway). "So, what, do you just… meditate a lot?" She knows a few things about coping, but not with constant consciousness.