It is what I thought! The same thing that happens to me, just happened to them! Oh, what sweet catharsis this is! Doesn’t feel good, does it, you bastards? Doesn’t feel good to be robbed of your sleep like that, does it now? And seeing Zabraxas laid on the floor like that, oh gods above! That alone makes up for my own bout of dream-induced exhaustion, and as I re-enter my quarters, I can’t help the dark little cackle that I finally allow to leave my throat.