Dream & Jean
Jean hadn't quite adjusted to this new dimension emotionally just yet - being trapped in a town with thousands of voices and emotions and more than a little upheaval since her arrival did little to help her psionic shielding - but she was working on it. She was pleasantly surprised to learn of the arts and music festival and had decided to attend, and so far had enjoyed most of the performances and was now making her way towards the art.
Just as she reached the first exhibit, she felt, rather than saw, someone suddenly appear nearby and looked over - arching a brow at the man in a billowing robe. This was certainly interesting and a little unexpected, and out of curiosity Jean made her way towards him instead of examining the artwork she passed.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" She said as she reached him and gestured towards a particular painting he seemed to be studying.