Kotton was mostly reticent, and just seemed to be drifting along with Woe, following him through his dreamscape. Woe supposed that was a fair way to be, to be present and attendent during the visitation. Woe didn't imagine he'd be very forward when it came to his invitation to another's dreamscape.
He asked a question about his childhood home, and Woe had to shake his head. "Not so much a childhood refuge, as a vision of a childhood I never had." Woe said. "Mine wasn't a fun one, so I suppose I do this to make up for lost time" He shrugged, his feet starting down the path to the hovel's front garden space.
This said, he turned from kotton to lead the way toward the hovel that served as his reimagined childhood lodgings, but when he tried to proceed he was interdicted by spiderwebs, lots of them. He tried to call out to Kotton, but felt his presence subside from his dream. Somewhere along the way, they'd gotten separated, Kotton back to his own dreamscape, while Woe struggled within his.
Woe fought against the strength of the strands, until he finally fought free, but by then he was awake, a new well appearing in his mouth. This time it was a miragestone. He hacked andd spat it across the room, flinching slightly as he braced for a potential explosion. Yet luck spared him, and the well didn't explode.
Then he got up and about his business in Gunvorton, there was a lot to be done.
