"No, but it happens wit enough frequency that it's still worth looking into," the thief replied contemplatively. "Look at your duelist glove: it's not a magical object, or rather it's not supposed to be one. And yet it lets you summon. Perhaps the need of things is just as important to the Dreaming as the arrival of the things themselves."

Bakura had no illusions that he could do anything as direct as controlling the Dreaming, but perhaps to influence it and tilt odds in his favour? That was something he'd spent more than one lifetime doing.

"So, first... get to know those at the Aisling Tower better. Find out what they know. Find out what their successes and failures have been."

He brushed his fingers lightly over the skin of her arm. "I know what you're thinking, biahbenat. I've not made any new pacts... whatever kept us adrift for the last five centuries before we showed up in Aifaran did the same to Zorc. I'm not planning to try waking him unless there is no other way."