He nodded at that, "Same here, and it's weird enough that anyone else who's experienced it might be thinking the same thing we are, that it's better not to let on."

And that was as likely as anything else, really, because Dreamers were a secretive lot, as they both well knew.

He scratched an ear as he stacked the next plate in with the others, "Have you worked with Pixel before? I'll likely ask her first, this sort of thing is her wheelhouse. Compounds specifically for historical reenactments, that is. Among other odd specifics more to the hallucinatory end of things."