[leads him down a long corridor into a spacious living room that feels slightly too grand for Lethe's personal taste; the furniture looks normal--there's a pair of sofas and a love seat surrounding a coffee table, and there's a tall window that looks out into a garden in full bloom. but instead of any standard lighting, the house is lit by spheres of light floating overhead that blink in and out of existence as they move from hallway to living room. the marble floors shimmer with the reflection of the lights above, giving the hallway a faint feeling of being underwater. once they slip into the living room, though, a fluffy rug on the floor helps to dispel that illusion.]

What? No way. I've only done it once or twice! And never in a dream.