"Brilliant. So the mysterious stranger is either a delusional stalker making a voodoo doll out of my hair, or completely batshit nuts. Is there an option number three?" Renly said with a wry smile, polishing off the last dumpling. He was still new to this whole network thing, but he thought he might be able to recall reading a few more mentions of strange dreams than one would ordinarily expect. Whatever or whoever the strange man was, he felt to Renly like the polar opposite of ordinary.
He took another drink and then sat back on the couch, letting out a sigh that seemed to take most - if not all - of the tension out of his shoulders. He looked down at his hands for a moment, and after a short silence he spoke with a little more sincerity.
"I'm really glad I'm here, Robert," he said, knowing that his brother would understand that he meant 'here in your house' as much as he meant 'here in California'.