He waved a hand. "Like I said, no social life. It's no problem." He sipped at his coffee, settling a bit as he listened. He was a good listener, to his credit. He remained tightly focused on Malakai as he talked, watching his facial expressions and for tics in tone. It didn't take stretching out with his empathy to tell that these dreams were worth more concern than your average nightmare. "So. These dreams. You said they haven't happened until you came here, right? So what are they about?"