Because of how his technique worked, Yashoku didn’t hear anything the fish said.  Also because of the shadow the door wouldn’t open until they went away.  For all purposes, Yashoku and CJ were in a different plain then the one that the school was on.  He smiled some in his shade form and thought that now would be a good time to start his performance.  He got down on one knee at the edge of the bed.  Because of his size he was still looking down at CJ.  He pushed one of his hands against CJ’s belly and pinned him to the bed.  He needed to wake him up so he would think that it was a dream.  He looked down at him and talked in a wispy, shadowy voice.  What he said sounded like it was from an old archaic language but it was one that was completely made up.  He looked down at him as he spoke and paused every so often as if to wait for a response.  It looked like he was asking him questions and his face was fairly stern.