[Having no idea that Luce was going through anything of the sort, Rei simply stared, rolling a bit and reaching arms out to pull the sitting woman into a hug. It was so…irksome…with everything going on that she was having to rely on other people. It was nice, at least, having those other people to rely on though. She’d never had many friends, and never had much in the way of social skills, but the last few months had been a whirlwind and she found herself genuinely appreciative of them. Not for the fame and the money or even the music, but for the sense of belonging.]

This time…it was something normal. I don’t know what that says about me, I just…don’t want to think I’m going crazy. That we’re going crazy.

[It’s weighing on her heavily, because there’s a huge significance to these visions that just isn’t present anywhere else in her life.]

Is it crazy to dream about a beautiful violinist and a concert you’ve never been to?