Phobos smiled a little sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. It wasn't often that his actions were thought of as intriguing and hardly ever did he manage to surprise people pleasantly. Usually he got some kind of 'what the fuck?' reaction.
However, Morpheus wasn't exactly normal himself, was he? A master of dreams, the blond thought, had probably seen and dealt with weirder shit than what Phobos could cook up.
"Sounds kind of lonely." But most normal people didn't lie down and went to sleep because they wanted to meet Morpheus. Nobody actually believed they were real anymore anyway. "But I bet it's doesn't get boring even if they don't know you're around..."