And just like that he pulls his paws away, curling his tail around him. His ears pin back as he watches Daimon. Nightmares? He mulled that over, thinking to the dreams he's had over the years, nothing too terrible to report but he had his nights.

"Sorry.. It's pretty though." He notes, then nods. "So is it real magic or fake magic that you do? Like the illusions and stuff."