[ The Medicine Seller nods, seeming pretty content with the butterflies. ]
That'll be wise.
[ The Medicine Seller either doesn't notice the audacity, or simply doesn't care. He readies a handful of ofuda with one hand while the other grasps the sword as he steps into the cave. He does however, momentarily pause at the question. ]
A curious question...I believe they do. Be it the dreams we see when we shut our eyes, or the ones that drive us forward...all things dream, do they not?
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That'll be wise.
[ The Medicine Seller either doesn't notice the audacity, or simply doesn't care. He readies a handful of ofuda with one hand while the other grasps the sword as he steps into the cave. He does however, momentarily pause at the question. ]
A curious question...I believe they do. Be it the dreams we see when we shut our eyes, or the ones that drive us forward...all things dream, do they not?