He grins. “Really? And how was it?”
“Hard to say. I don’t remember much of it.” She shrugs.
He grimaces. “Eesh. It might have been that bad then, huh?”
“Oh, no. If it was bad, I’d’ve forgotten it completely.” Another shrug. “I just don’t put much effort into remembering my dreams. There was a bit about you holding me down, though.”