A figment of your imagination? [A huffy pout forms on her lips, wings fluttering behind her back in annoyance.] I assure you this is not a dream. [How rude!!]

[And just to prove it, Snowy owl takes a few steps closer and without warning pinches him on the arm. Very hard. Her hands reached up to cup his cheeks with more force than necessary, face leaning close enough that their noses brushed.] Do you feel that?

Do you still think this is a dream? [Her eyes are glinting dangerously, giving the women a rather feral look. Snowy owl makes the point to dig her nails into his cheeks softly, but with enough pressure to let him know she could draw blood if she wanted too.] I can make it more painful for you if you wish.