Following his lead, Eryn rose from the table, her heart fluttering as the butterflies in her stomach took wing. Something about him was different, apart from the obvious. His speech, while a bit more formal than she was used to, was something trivial by comparison. Even as he held the door open, and his chivalry continued to amaze her, it wasn't that...that had her wanting to know more. It was something that couldn't be explained through his mannerisms, not as far as she'd seen.<br/><br/>But how could one man dredge up such dreams? Dreams she wasn't even sure of anymore...They felt too real, almost as if she'd lived them.<br/><br/>Looking up at the stars, the 'dream' put itself front and center once more. Twinkling overhead as she held hands with a man on a balcony, her head resting against his own as they gazed over what she could only assume was Egypt. She felt herself pulling back, trying to look at the man's face, see it as clearly as she did all else, but it remained clouded, too fuzzy to define.<br/><br/>Eyes blinking in futile efforts to clear her head, she let out a shaky breath, her attention returning to the mysterious man in front of her. "So, which way do we go?" she asked, hoping a nice walk and fresh air would help quell the feelings of confusion and anxiety welling up inside.