[ If he knew Dwight better — or at all, beyond a name and face — Dom might have been alarmed enough to attempt a quick trip to his dream, pulled him out into something kinder or into the real world. He doesn't know the guy, and he's retired from entering dreams without permission, so Dee is sent to the rescue, massive and heavy and pretty much unmovable. Shocker: that doesn't help. ]
Hey—! [ Dom is at the door, then past the threshold, close enough for the snow leopard to give up on Dwight and return to her companion. Dom crouches, both hands on her neck, as if he needs to check for any wounds. ]
She was trying to help, dude. What's going on with you?
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Hey—! [ Dom is at the door, then past the threshold, close enough for the snow leopard to give up on Dwight and return to her companion. Dom crouches, both hands on her neck, as if he needs to check for any wounds. ]
She was trying to help, dude. What's going on with you?