Sometimes. He was yelling a lot when I found him, too. [She almost says more, but Harper's nightmares aren't really hers to share with just anyone. Instead she shrugs.] Harper's just loud all the time.

[She shrinks back from the cigarette just a bit. Not quite enough to be terribly rude about it, but more than enough to make her feelings on the subject known. It's only the fact that Dixon's obviously having an even worse day than she is that stops her from opening up with a lecture on the evils of poisoning your own body when the world around it does more than enough.

Someday, though. Someday.]

Which question? You asked what I am, and I'm me. I'm Trance. What else am I supposed to be?