Veritas Ratio hasn’t known peace with someone else until he started dreaming of you. These recurring dreams of you — the person with the most wonderful mind, voice and smile. He knew you were the one.

He knew you existed in reality since you told him your identity. You were a Penacony native. He had to track you down one day. He’ll sleep more if it meant seeing you.

“… is your smile this bright too in reality?” He mumbled, reaching his hand to brush your hair. He was asleep again, for you.