Quistis couldn't help but give a small sigh at Irvine's words. She was well aware that sleep was required to keep a body fully functional, but the thought of the nightmares resurfacing... she was willing to remain a zombie for a little while longer.

"I know-- I'm hoping that I'll tire myself out enough that I'll just fall into a dreamless slumber. I haven't tried it out yet, though." There was a slightly wry smile.

She lowered her eyes then, fingers gently tugging and twisting the blanket she sat on. She debated telling him the contents of her dream-- would that even do any good? Voicing her concerns, even though she knew it was all just a dream, no matter how realistic it felt? Deciding to bite the bullet, Quistis' voice was soft when she finally spoke.

"In my dreams, I watched all of you die."