Erik didn't often wander the dreamscape. Not intentionally, anyway. He preferred his privacy and his solitude. Still, there was a curiosity piqued when the stranger spoke. Erik turned his attention toward the man, his own environment seeming to melt away into a plain desert landscape untouched by the creative power of the mind.
"Nor do I," he quipped, eyeing the man from a safe distance. "Why are you here?"