Hugo shoving chips into his mouth only served to remind him more of the dream. Which only made the baggage-inspired thoughts plague him more.
"Is there a moment of the day when you're not eating? Honestly." Scorpius rolled his eyes and trailed after Hugo. He wasn't giving up that easily.
"I need to talk to you. It's about a dream I had." It sounded stupid, putting it like that, but he didn't know how else to say it. "I'm not sure if it was a dream or something else but you were in it."