Takeru leaned forward slightly, elbows on his knees, staring at Kain as though weighing whether he was insane or just brutally honest.
A long moment passed. Then Takeru gave a weak laugh, shaking his head. "I almost wish I was sober for this. Because if this is a dream, it's the strangest one I've ever had."
"It's not a dream," Kain said quietly. "But it could be the start of something worth waking up for."
That line seemed to pierce through the last of the fog clouding Takeru's thoughts. He stared at Kain, searching his expression for deceit, finding none. Finally, with a humorless sigh, he said, "Let's say, for the sake of argument, I agree. What would you even need from me?"
"Nothing that you probably wouldn't want to do anyways," Kain said.
Takeru stared for another long moment, then gave a dry chuckle. "I've already lost everything else. What's one more risk?"
He extended a hand. "Fine. Do it. Whatever this is."
