Gemma shrugged. "Having the dream... the feelings it's brought up... why I even had a dream like that in the first place." Even after telling about it three times she still wasn't a step closer to figuring out the why; aside from Regulus' theory of Icelandic Muddle-pods which seemed unlikely considering she kept her place pretty clean. "She was pretty cute," she answered softly.
"That was the other weird thing about," she replied. "Not that I got all the details at once. Even things I didn't really remember at all seemed to have stuck." It was still strange to think that she had easily navigated her way through his house despite never being there before and she certainly hadn't recalled any details about the house's layout from the dream. "If you looked in a dictionary I think you'd find a picture of us having that conversation listed under awkward," she joked. "Pretty sure that at first he probably wished I hadn't said anything at all. Particularly the babies part - well, not so much that part, more the how..." It probably wasn't a good idea to mention any of Regulus' quirks or hangups, particularly that one, if he and her brother ever met and it somehow came up in conversation.