"D-Did you have a bad dream?"
"No" He answered in a swift tone. But I couldn't help the worry that flushed my features.
"Maybe it was just a dream" he added like he was trying to convince himself of such.
"Y-You haven't had a dream before?"
He turned his gaze back to me and his silence helped answer my question.
"Do…" he began. "Do you have dreams all the time?"
I nodded my head. "B-But not all the time it's hard to explain," I mumbled. "Dreams are like an escape to reality, sometimes they are a reflector of desires or bad memories," I said, playing with the hem of his robe.
I felt his hand on my chin and lifted it up so that my gaze was back on his.
"L-Last night" I let the words slip before I could stop myself.
"Yes… our polar attraction " he trailed brushing the hairs on my face behind.
I gulped. "Was that a lesson from the Ways of pleasure… what you did…" I bit my bottom lip and the last words I uttered were more like a whisper.
