"By consume the dreams, they protect them? How does that work?" It's certainly easier to picture a fawn that dream up some weird creature just on the name. "Are they like the small, greedy deer in the parks around here?"

Baiyi chuckles. "I have nothing but time, my friend."

His expression shifts to a distracted look. He doesn't know why but his belly suddenly feels somewhat.. itchy? Not quite itchy enough to make him want to scratch it, but there's a mild discomfort that should definitely not be there. Shaking his head, he tries to refocus on his friend and ignore whatever is going on along his skin.