“Well... since you like to watch me sleep, you undoubtedly have seen how hitting R.E.M. is used by me to dream lucidly... So I think your lead is smaller than you think.” Beau smiled warmly at Edythe for the first time that day. Not that she made him unhappy, quiet the opposite in fact, instead it had been mostly do to the various topics of conversation his friends had been bringing up.
