"It's you again."

The reflection's expression stretches into a grin. She isn't sure her own muscles ever stretched so far in her life or even could. She raises a hand to her cheek and finds her own smile as small and weak as she remembers it. She knows the reflection has a life of his own but she always checks.

"You remember me?" He sounds like a child, excited about everything.

"You've been in my dreams every night for a week, I'm going to remember you," she replies. To her amazement, his grin never falters. "I can never remember why you're here. Who are you?"

"I'm here because it's the only way I can be around you. And I, um, really need to tell you something - or a couple things, actually, but first one that's really important. So..."

"What's your name?" The reflection and Taya fall silent as she interrupts him again. Strange confidence comes over her in these dreams and she isn't really sure what to do with it. The silence stretches and the reflection's grin fades.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

She nods. "It's why I asked." Was it why she asked? As good a reason as any, she supposes.

"If I tell you, you'll wake up."

Taya grins. "How can you know when I'll wake up? It's my dream."

The reflection sighs. "All right then, but I told you so."

"You can gloat if I'm wrong." He smiles at that. Good, she thinks. He looks strange if he isn't smiling.

"My name is T-"