But in some form, he doesn't ask? He huffs out a sigh. "I don't require it either," he says, "but lately it keeps happening to me. You were in that shared dream, so it must have happened to you, right?"

It's rather eerie, how many times he's fallen asleep without meaning to. It isn't him. He doesn't get tired, not like that anyway. The occasions where he passed out after being hurt aside, he should be perfectly able to control his consciousness. And yet.

"I suspect it's the Rift's doing," he muses.