She nods. ,, Unfortunately they cant actually enter these dream-meetings. But these are good imitations, dont you think? ,,

"Yeah, thats pretty cool." She said, nodding in agreement. They where, very precious little imitations.

She opens the door and stands aside to let her in.

She bobs her head to try and be as polite as she can, trying to walk in carefully although her steps where still lumbering no matter what she tried.

She leads her to the living room. Theres a very nice couch and a decorative plant.

Trisha seems confused. "The plants...inside?"

She nods. She sits on the couch and pats the spot next to her.

She comes over and, again, tries to be polite as she sits but ends up plopping down half way down again. "Aren't plants usually outside?'

,, Its decorative. ,, She replies simply.

"Oh ... but we just used my little siblings art work to decorate the walls." she smiled a bit. "My little sister is an amazing artists .." She saddened a bit. "I ... really used to like helping her paint ...b-but she's good at it now, she doesn't need my help."