Diane
Uriel's eyes widen at the other person's pronouns— the first discernable emotion detectable on their face— and they give Levi a soft smile. 

《*It's nice to see others like me. I didn't expect the Cradle to have so many people with unique gender expression as well— it's a welcome surprise, truthfully.*》

The names of various medicines floated through one of Uriel's ears and out the other, and they tilt their head in confusion. The long, medical names were things unfamiliar to Uriel, but the other's knowledge of such terms spoke to both their intellect and something a bit... Worrying. 

《*You're no stranger to sleeping issues, then. Don't worry— I'm not going to give you any medication, and I certainly won't charge you for my services. Just answer a question, is all. After that, I can provide the best sleep of your life.*》

There's a small twinkle in their eyes as hum noncommittally, looking upon Levi with the barest hint of amusement. The other was an unknown variable for now, but Uriel had no qualms with helping the younger out. After all, when everyone wielded powers of unknown proportion, extending a kind hand was both the moral choice and the logical one.

《*Would you like to be asleep now, or in five minutes?*》
Robert
The best sleep of their life. 

When the stars came out to twinkle and the evening takes on a humming aroma of the night, their bed of solace awaited for them. Thoughts would slow down into colorful, mellowed strings breezing along in the milky void. For they are returned to the heaven's grasps to dream. No matter how creative or joyous the thoughts they could conjure, the only sleep that truly mattered to them was one of peace and quiet. Dreamless and long, with no glaring interruptions. That sounded absolutely splendid. They knew within themselves that a more _perfect_ form of sleep would eventually happen. Right now though, that was only but a dream.

Like many things in their life.

_< Shoot, then. >_ Once they heard that question, a bit of critical analysis would seep into their rather murky and blurred perspective. They were unsure- if that sounded enough like a threat, or it was a genuine offer. Vague enough to keep them slightly worried, but the shine and glamour of the potential rewards only successfully drew them in even more. 

_ < Now, I suppose. No difference in five minutes... But... What do you mean anyway? >_ Evans would pause, tilting their head to look into Uriel's rather neutral orbs, though they _did_ seem to have something lurking beneath that careful stare. _ < How will a complete stranger like you give me the best sleep of my life? >_ 

Now, they had to admit that it was rather interesting that they were led here to have a good rest. To this person, who wasn't apparently a seller- but something else. They did not know, but they were awake just enough to question, even if it wasn't meant to hurt.
Diane
Uriel laughs at the question— globes hands covering their lips as soft puffs of air escape their throat. 

 《 *You came here to see a dream-weaver, non? What did you expect?*》

It seemed Levi didn't truly understand the nature of their work. Uriel tucked a few strands of snow-white hair behind their ear, and thought carefully of how to proceed. 

《 *I use my abilities to help people in the Cradle recover from the stress of the waking world. A dreamless sleep, or perhaps a perfect dream— whatever they desire, I'm happy to provide.*》

Uriel's mind drifts off as they absentmindedly wonder how Levi will react to the news— fear, perhaps? It's the emotion most people resort to upon learning the person across from them can go into people's heads.

Uriel secretly hoped the other wouldn't mind too much— after all, they were a para-human as well, and Uriel was a bit... Short on friends. However, they knew it wasn't only mortals who were (rightfully) wary of their powers, and they couldn't blame anyone for feeling nervous about what they could potentially do. *Especially* Given the damage misuse of their powers could cause. 

《*Now that this miscommunication has been cleared up— would you like to proceed?*》
Robert
_< Oh. >_

Uncertainty would start to trickle in their voice and expression, now that they began to understand the innerworkings behind this so called sleeping help. Sure, the ability for prescriptions to be drugged or spiked was high, but at least it was something of human nature. Corruption and greed could kill, but the unknown could do far worse. They'd chew their inner cheek at that offer, rubbing their arm with a less confident appearance. The excitement they initially got would now simmer down to a lesser volatile reaction. The promise of a perfect sleep with _any_ dream was tempting... But there had to be a catch, not only for them, but for Uriel as well. What price did they have to pay?

For Uriel, they'd see Levi's eyes dart towards the dim hallway.

Skittering little creatures of the void liked to play. They were always there, waiting. Though they paid no mind, their presence was enough to leave them on their toes. They understood well enough. Ashes from a dying universe did not care for one like them. They were indifferent to the likes of one, when they feasted upon galaxies and planes. And no one even realized. For they didn't care enough about little specks. Miniscule spits. Pathetic. Evans would exhale, not realizing they had held their breath, when the little _thing_ in the distant hallway would leave.

Their heart would skip a beat, expression flushed as they returned their glance onto the newly-discovered dream-weaver. 

_< Sorry uh... Maybe in the future? When I can trust you. >_

Truthfully, they couldn't even trust themselves. If Uriel could make people dream. If they could make people sleep. If they could see into the minds of others... What would they see in theirs? 

One of great adventures and rose-filled fields? 

Or a yawning dark universe. 

Silence. 

Glassy eyes.

Whispers from the forest.

The key. The lock. The door. 

The unknown past it. 

Would they see? Hopefully not. 

_ < I'm...>_

-

Levi realized that they had wandered off yet again into their own mind. Wasting seconds- maybe even minutes of their time. They'd rub their eyes and forcibly relax their smaller body, licking their dry lips. They weren't sure about the logistics of Uriel's powers. They didn't know how much they could do. They didn't know how much they could _see._ And from what they knew of their newly-made acquaintance, maybe even friend, they did not deserve to see. No one deserved to see. No one. Not if they couldn't protect them, anyway.

_ < I admit I have trouble sleeping... But how about we get to know each first... You know? >_

They'd fall into a silence yet again, suddenly gaining an idea.

_ < I want to show you my powers. Tell me something you want to see. >_ 

Levi hoped they took their rejection lightly. A promise of another time, once trust was built, to continue. But not now. Not today.
Diane
To Levi's surprise, Uriel didn't look disappointed. Instead, they sighed in relief, a small smile forming on their face. It seemed that Levi was nervous, eyes darting around the room in fear. Was the sudden realization of who exactly was standing in front of them that nerve-wracking? 

《 *Good. That's the correct choice. It'd be a bit foolish to trust someone who could go into your head, no?*》

They'd always lived as the subject of other people's fear, but they didn't resent the emotion. It was the smart choice, the logical one. It was the one they were used to receiving— perhaps when they first came to the Cradle they expected less fear from their fellow para-humans, but Uriel was quick to learn better. 

What did surprise Uriel was the other's offer. Did Levi feel guilty for refusing the sleep, and feel as if they had to respond in turn? It confused Uriel— after all, they didn't expect payment. Still, if Levi was going to display their abilities... 

《*I'd like to see a pretty flower, if you'd be able to. I miss my garden back home.* 》