[At least Vi isn't curled up in a fetal position on the floor and sobbing, so Caitlyn will take the win, but she doesn't like that slur in her voice. How much has she already had?]

I think you've had enough, love.

[She's not going to outright take it unless Vi gives it to her willingly, but she steps closer, gesturing to the bottle in Vi's hand.]

If this really is a stimulation, and it's all just projected into our heads, it... makes sense, that the dreams they create for us are realistic. They would be just as vivid as the world around us when we're conscious.

[She pauses, recalling the traumatic images of death she saw in Vi's dream. And that was just a start. She didn't know what else Vi might have dreamed, or what Vi might have seen in other dreams.]

Do you want to talk about it?