[Once not-Aiden dissipates, he glances briefly around, wary of the more literal shadows around them- but the immediate danger seems to have passed. Good. He sheathes his daggers as he approaches Damien.]
No, you don't. I helped; that's enough.
[Will Damien even remember this? He's more like he should be here, but it's still different, shifting with the whims of the "dream." Not that it matters.]
It wasn't really Aiden. You can relax now.
[Well, at this particular moment, at least. The shadows could always act up again.]
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No, you don't. I helped; that's enough.
[Will Damien even remember this? He's more like he should be here, but it's still different, shifting with the whims of the "dream." Not that it matters.]
It wasn't really Aiden. You can relax now.
[Well, at this particular moment, at least. The shadows could always act up again.]