[Diabetes, which neither of them know exists, so never mind. Emil hums and leans forward off the couch to reach the delicious dream cake on the table, ready and waiting... It's a whole cake when he picks it up off the table, but it's a single slice when he sits back and passes it over to Lalli; dream logic that he, at least, does not recognize at all.
He's gotten better at the dream sharing experience, but it's the little things. Eat of his dream cake and be satisfied.]
Lucky for you, there's plenty here. ...I have no idea what we're going to really eat, later. We're still out of money.
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He's gotten better at the dream sharing experience, but it's the little things. Eat of his dream cake and be satisfied.]
Lucky for you, there's plenty here. ...I have no idea what we're going to really eat, later. We're still out of money.