He laughs a little bit, amusement trickling into his aura. "Yes and no. ... My soul is, sort of. Or it's... been eaten by something that takes the shape of it." He's never been this open to someone outside of the 'know', so to speak, but... she doesn't seem like she's going to do anything like sell him out.

Hopefully.

"It's something that... kind of feeds on nightmares. It comes from somewhere beyond just one person dreaming... I guess that might not make much sense."