[ Hob chuckles softly at the part Dream decides to latch on to. ]

Oh, I've had more than a few close calls. This felt different.

[ Maybe because Dream was there. Or maybe because the idea of letting go didn't bother him as much as it used to. It's like knowing something you care about is going to be okay, even if you're gone. That it's not going to be alone. ]

Ah, I'm tired. [ And since he very much still likes living, he doesn't want to think about the subject of dying anymore right now. That was enough. ] I'll go back to bed, now. Thank you for the soup.