[It makes sense. Of course it makes sense. Kravitz nods, leaning forward.]
I... of course, if I can. What is it?
[He'd worry about writing it down, as she seems intent on the written word, but... well, dreamscape. It likely won't do either of them much good. He'll just have to remember.]
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I... of course, if I can. What is it?
[He'd worry about writing it down, as she seems intent on the written word, but... well, dreamscape. It likely won't do either of them much good. He'll just have to remember.]