Except, the question didn't strike him as odd, as Jahan didn't stop to contemplate how she knew to ask, "Yeah...I mean, I think so. I don't know," he murmured, pressing his thumb and forefinger deep into his eyes. "My chest kind of felt...weird, but it's gone now, and think it was more like...a memory than something real," he paused. "But I didn't even tell you about the dream," Jahan realized suddenly.