Perhaps it's crazy dream logic, but they slide for an abnormally long time through the snow. Equius finally sits up and stops them, picking Nepeta up by the back of her coat to separate them. "Hello, Nepeta." He speaks kinder when he is around her, and allows himself a small smile. The concessions one makes for their moirail.

There's a ridiculous green plush dragon not a foot away from them, and it's staring at him wrong. He resits the urge to punch it apart, just barely, and instead asks Nepeta, "Why are they here? I dislike them."