"Yes, and yet she walks in the Fade ..." He tilted his head a little more into the pillow, nuzzling his nose into Cole's neck. "All right, we can try it. Just remember, I will be the one more likely to drift."

He hummed for a moment, considering the question seriously. "I believe that dwarves are blessed because they don't have to worry about abominations and the like. Yet they are cursed, because they cannot dream. Dreams are ... well. Dreams are our hearts, laid bare."