[L doesn't immediately answer. Talking about feelings is just about as difficult as bounding from dream to dream in search of puzzles and exits, so he can get back to his body before it dies of hunger or thirst, or just gets left alone for long enough that it forgets the connection to his roaming mind.]
Yeah... it has. I misjudged many important things.
[He feels every bump in the boardwalk, every little motion that could throw him and bruise his waking world body as well as his dream self.]
If I can wake up soon, I'll come to the Earworm and get you.
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Yeah... it has. I misjudged many important things.
[He feels every bump in the boardwalk, every little motion that could throw him and bruise his waking world body as well as his dream self.]
If I can wake up soon, I'll come to the Earworm and get you.
[He won't wake up soon, as much as he wants to.]