"That's true," he grinned, and you'd have to be eating as hearty as could be to stay healthy when it was cold and the temperature sucked all the energy from you. "Burgers it is, then. Myself...I'm definitely a carnivore." Neal just wouldn't last on a diet of only sprouts and rabbit food. And he wouldn't even try.
Oh, right, explaining the dream thing. That was always fun. After he got himself a lemonade, and wished that he had vodka to put into it, he could attempt to give this a go. People usually thought it was batshit at first, and he couldn't blame them. Lina ripped the bandaid off right away, when he'd first moved to the area, though of course the approach with each person was different.
"Um, well..." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "It's common, yeah. In the county, the network of people on Valar, they just kind of have the same type of dreams. Sometimes they share dreamworlds too. Kinda depends on how much stock you put into that sort of thing, I guess."