Li was completely silent as the nightmare was recounted. Golden eyes, black claws, a mouth that split down the chin and opened four ways, unnaturally wide. His face was unusually blank. His typical friendly grin is gone, and the ever-present hint of amusement in his eyes had completely vanished.

“Sounds like a bad dream.”

It was all he said, before seeming to realize his absence of a grin, and curtly stapled it back to his face. It didn't quite reach his eyes. His gaze lingered on them for a long time, calculating and still void of emotion.