Although Devin's expression did not change, he wasn't unsympathetic to Trahearne's plight. The Dreaming had plagued him with the ghosts and monsters of his past on numerous occasions, and every time there was a new incident that affected Dreamfolk he worried it would re-open wounds.

"If I understand correctly what's been happening with this 'Dreamsickness', you were dreaming," Devin told the sylvari. "Just while you're awake and made visible to others."

He quirked a mirthless smile. "Fortunately for you, Trahearne, several of us in this city can't die, or are already dead. The very reason you dislike me may come in handy if the streets are terrorized by marine zombies."