- Thank you for the rose, my love! It was a grand surprise, to awaken with it still in my hand. You shouldn't have! The amount of effort to materialize a dream construct - the amount of time you had to waste in deep sleep to recuperate.
- Oh, it's of no consequence, my lovely. I will just make up the time by expanding time in my next solo lucid dream - no time loss.
- You can do that?! Wow. Sometimes I forget what a skilled dreamer you are, my love. Is there anything you cannot do in your dreams?
- Being older and wiser than you, a piece of advice: never tell anyone your limitations in dream control - it's a security risk.
- Don't you trust me, my love?
- Of course, I trust you. But even for you, I will not break this rule. Plus this dream space is not soundproof, so other dreamers may be eavesdropping - people do love to dream of love stories, my lovely.
- Do you ever wonder whether I really am as lovely in waking life? I did not change my appearance much, I assure you, but a girl can't help but adjust a few blemishes in a dream.
- Not really, my lovely, the dream is all that matters, and your looks in dreamworld reflect your perception of yourself and your intension of how to project yourself, which is what your real looks are, as far as I am concerned, my lovely.
- But I could be anyone, even a boy! Wouldn't that bother you? Ah, I suppose you are right, my love, by I cannot help wondering at times, what you look like, when you wake up. On the other hand, if you look too different from this, perhaps I wouldn't want to know, since knowing might influence my expectations and thus change your projected looks.
- Silly lovely! I am too powerful a dreamer for that. You could not change my projected image, I assure you. As for your silly fancy of being a boy: trust me, I'd know the difference. However, of what consequence are waking looks anyway, given how little time we need to spend waking? We never have to meet in waking life, you know.
- Oh, but I would want to! I know my old-fashioned friend said that I am naive trusting you - she does not approve of dream dating - and she said, you could be a hacker, who could breach my dream-waking barrier without my consent to figure out my real identity and endanger me for real, because of my trust. But I do trust you, my love! And as a token of that trust I wish to share with you my real first name: my name is Rose.
