“no, my love. jellyfish don’t dream of being dolphins. jellyfish don’t even have brains.”

he had his back facing you, his eyes closed and his voice low and sleepy as he murmured into the pillow.

it was another night of you keeping hector up with your late night thoughts that most of the time made no sense at all.

“i’m not sure if they can dream at all.” he mumbled tiredly.