[ Is it not his fault, though? If it all came from his mind, and it still comes from his mind, then is he not the main culprit in these manifestations? Why couldn't he have simply moved past it all when he awoke here, and moved immediately into his new life?

Trahearne looks down at Ori, his attention immediately centered on her as she comes in to take his wrist. The look on his face is torn, extremely conflicted. He seems tired, defeated--he can only take so much constant blissful ecstasy night after night only to be woken in the wee hours. He needs to rest, especially while he's healing. And his lack of it is making him irritable. ]

I know. [ He says this quietly, gaze dropping to her hand. ] I...do miss him, and sometimes, I think it is nice that I dream of him so often. [ A quiet scoff escapes his throat. ] But I wish he would let me rest.