Phin leaned back and reached up to brush some of her hair out of her face. "Look at me, I'm okay," He paused for just a beat. "It was just a dream. It didn't mean anything." He gave her a small smile.
"I was having a dream that we were in high school, and you dragged me to your brother's ballet....thing. Everyone was there but we looked like we do now, just with bad 80's high school fashion. Layla had a bouquet of flowers to give Neil after his performance." He rambled.