"Ah," he glanced over to where the dream had placed his Lord, but of course, there was nothing there. He was still shaken, but he laughed. "Oh, I worried you so over--well." He couldn't say nothing, could he?

"An old memory. An event I did not understand at the time." Perhaps some part of him was still ignorant, to hold onto that fear. Yet...

"I owe that moment everything." It woke him from sleep on occasion, but he was thankful for that. To remember that day so clearly that it blotted out so many inconsequential memories before it. The day he first felt the love that now defined him.