[ Her smile is wistful at best, tragic at worst. Somnus allows her time with her thoughts, and then he replies. ]

Dreams are surreal, dawn at midnight, and their contents questionable. [ And the danger is this: it is not in best practice to take them as fact for lost memories, lest she later bear a nightmare illustrating something wildly inaccurate and lead her astray. His following words are spoken carefully with consideration of this, but ask for her opinion. ]

Do you believe the true closure you seek is within them, or through the current memories you have of her?