"Just an acid weeping skull? My, my, that is quite a dream... Is there some reason why you believe that you are so much better than every other living being, or is it just your near divinity that you hide so well." Lydia shook her head and rose, strolling over to the pale woman, crouching down to offer her some water, "If you must know though, I didn't dream, I remembered."<br/><br/>She glanced up at the all but worthless man, "The day demons slaughtered everyone I loved and left me for dead... My scars still hurt after all of these years... Nothing, I'm sure compared to your horrorfying nightmare."<br/><br/>She looked back to the woman and offered a smile, "We'll get you out of here soon and a cleric will have you on your feet in minutes, I wished that I had some willowbark with me, but it seems to be rare down here."