Dream night have bristled at the implication that he needed to be watched, but hearing that Hob would feel better with him nearby brought the Endless up short. He peered at the man with a curious look, surprised and confused by the assertion. Most people didn't want to be around Dream, and they certainly didn't choose to exist in his orbit. This was a new experience, and not altogether unpleasant.

"As you wish," he said after a moment, still gazing at Hob with that same searching look. Eventually, it dawned on him that he'd never actually shared his name—or any of them. "You may call me Dream." Better late than never?