[It's a concept that Grimm is familiar with as well. Even dying kingdoms still had dreams, had subjects that wished for the past to be theirs once again. Hallownest had been the most peculiar at the time, a King who usurped a God that soon attempted to crawl back through the dreams of others. A blend of then and now.

So this being the dream of a dead God remembered by an island was ground well traveled but intriguing nonetheless.]

A perpetual dream it feels, to remember something so old. [And Gods certainly were a stubborn bunch.] I wonder where we shall stand once the dream finally ends? Will we be returned to our homes or face something entirely different?

[He's fairly curious, as one might be when faced with a new song and dance after so long.]