[Kamui doesn't want to be here. He glances around the painfully familiar area and that notion is just reinforced. He doesn't want to be here now -- not as he is, any any rate.]
[He knows it's a dream -- could it be anything else? -- but he still hesitates, uncertain, before he approaches the three playing children, stopping before he's close enough to touch them -- though nothing will stop them from running into him if they play too recklessly.]