And All Things Will End

She looks at you with gloomy eyes as you detail what small remnants of your dream that you can remember. Your tale is disjointed and nonsensical, the illusory nature of dreams combined with your poor memory making for a bad retelling. You trail off when you notice Aela gradually losing interest.

"Oh, I'm sure its nothing." She says placatingly as your story reaches its anticlimactic end. She still seems hurt from you not agreeing with her about the strange nature of your surroundings.