Nice dreams are overrated. So are dreams that aren't weird.
[Primo's voice replies casually to the girl's words as he observes the plain and white landscape. Attracted to another dream, isn't he? He's not bothered by the cold, he would have to acknowledge the coldness for him to feel it and he refuses to. It has been a while since the last time he was attracted to a dream, he had started to think that it was over but it seems that wasn't the case.
He sighs and looks at the girl, the face's familiar, one seen in many worlds during his endless searches for his friends. But he doesn't know her, nor this one neither any other version of her. He can easily recall from which worlds he has seen her, though, that uniform is so similar to Usagi's senshi uniform...]
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[Primo's voice replies casually to the girl's words as he observes the plain and white landscape. Attracted to another dream, isn't he? He's not bothered by the cold, he would have to acknowledge the coldness for him to feel it and he refuses to. It has been a while since the last time he was attracted to a dream, he had started to think that it was over but it seems that wasn't the case.
He sighs and looks at the girl, the face's familiar, one seen in many worlds during his endless searches for his friends. But he doesn't know her, nor this one neither any other version of her. He can easily recall from which worlds he has seen her, though, that uniform is so similar to Usagi's senshi uniform...]