[The question seems to startle him. PTSD, after all, is something that happens to other people. Certainly not someone who has filled L's mentally and emotionally taxing position for so many years without burning out.]

In the dream... I think it's really there. The subconscious doesn't usually bother with elaborate speakers or fake-outs that way; what you bring in manifests, sometimes very literally, and what you leave with can be real in the waking world, too.

[He tugs up his sleeve; the scars that fascinated him so much from his omen's teeth are still there.]

The fact that we can hear it is a good sign. We know it's not behind us, at least not immediately. We might not be its immediate target. Speaking of things you've brought in with you... can you visualize that temple? The one in Peru?

[That's not where they are; tigers don't live in Peru. It's the kind of logic that really gums up a good dream process, but shelter, they can use.]