[Syrlya purses his lips, loosely folding his arms.] But you... keep having it?
[He's not completely sure how he feels about it. Most immediately, it puts him ill at ease--why would Trahearne really have dreams of him of all people saying such hateful things? It wasn't like Trahearne had ever failed him. Syrlya has always been... sincere, if not up front about every feeling.]
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[He's not completely sure how he feels about it. Most immediately, it puts him ill at ease--why would Trahearne really have dreams of him of all people saying such hateful things? It wasn't like Trahearne had ever failed him. Syrlya has always been... sincere, if not up front about every feeling.]