"Now that was even more -- oh" Athena broke off her somewhat teasing complaint about his words when Morpheus' fingers brushed hers. It was not a full-sensory invasion, but suddenly she was seeing flowers blooming on the deck beside him, saw feather drift downwards on her left, and all through the filter of this intensely golden light.
The moment his hand withdrew from hers, the visions vanished.
Athena's brow drew together immediately. "What was that? You touched me - and I saw -" things that aren't really there. And for a moment, Athena was not sure if she had ever experienced anything so frightening. The implications of her losing her grip on reality... Her body tensed, automatically coiled slightly in readiness, as she asked, "Was that you?"
Had he come here to mess with her daytimes, too? She had not known that his powers could stretch so far, to interact with her even when she was quite awake...