"You know my mom?" It was only then that it hit her yet again that he'd seemed to know what she was which meant that he probably knew who she was. She had to wonder just how much he knew about her. Though if he really was the master of dreams, the answer was quite a lot.
"What benefits?" she asked slowly.
She shouldn't be asking. Making deals with gods or any other otherworldly creatures was never a good idea. Living with one and sleeping in the next room from him was really a bad idea. And yet, her curiosity was piqued. Or maybe it was just her need to get the chance to think about anything but the people who weren't here.