[Yeah I didn't know either. Five or so days later... things are better. The drugs are working but it's such a slow process. I guess things have to heal now that the acid's going away. I can still feel some burning in my esphogus but not nearly the near heart-attack it felt like before. (It seriously did feel like the beginning of a heart attack a few times, doc said that was 'normal' for really bad reflux. @_@ I'm like that's not NORMAL... I hope you have a TON of fun in Edinburgh! (There's a hysterical irony that the LARP we're running is set there this year. XD) Take some beautiful pictures for me! You and your partner! :3)]

"Aurus... you are a terrible sylvari." Charles voice was playful, the smirk on his lips teasing, but he remained close. He recognized the choice Aurus was giving him, and he had to make that decision. Yet... there was one piece of advice he was missing, something that occurred to him as he turned over these thoughts, frowning a slight frown to his lips.

"Does this," the stress in his voice suggesting the Dream, "affect our real bodies? The time spent here, the... physical of what might be done?" A more honest concern in the sense that just how long could his body, and his mind, maintain the position that he was currently in? Would a bruise here mean a bruise to his body? He knew well that the physical within his mind would cause his own body to react as if it had been a blow without, but... something more sexual?