[ There's a small laugh at that, muffled by Molly burying his face in Fjord's chest. He has to come up for air, though, and loosens his hug a bit, suddenly slightly awkward about his clinging. Fjord wasn't Yasha, after all.

Just... that what who he usually shared a bed with. ]

I think I would have enjoyed that one, seems about as dumb as my few ones.

[ He doesn't really remember his dreams, which might be why he sleeps peacefully. Normally. ]

...I don't know, either. Is that something you can do with your powers, or could it be this place?