Michael looked up at him, smiling softly before he spoke. "I hope you find that person. To be looked for like that, they're lucky." Looking down at the table under his hands, at the thinness of his fingers before he was asked why he dreamed the dreams he did.<br/><br/>"I don't know why, but I'm scared. I feel like I'm going crazy, cause if it happened and I'm stuck on some weird loop, then I might just go insane." Looking up at his friend sitting across from him, he shook his head and sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to unload all this personal stuff on you. And I should probably go, so excuse me." Then getting up, Michael left, shoving his hands into his pockets after he was outside in the fresh air.