Of course it was, do you think that I'd waste my wish on something trivial? Furthermore, why do you care? [Sakuya folded his arms. Would he share his wish with any stranger? No. There was no one that he knew that he'd feel comfortable disclosing that information. Besides, he wasn't sure himself if his wish came true. For all he knows, the creature had lied to him. For all he knew, his brother was still dead. It didn't matter. He didn't get what he wanted to hear out of him anyways. Maybe it was best to change the subject.]

Magic...? Nightmares? All of this sounds ridiculous and unbelievable. I'm assuming when you say nightmares, you don't mean what you experience at night. [His mother had told him stories of evil spirits as a fledgeling. Would he be fighting horse riding demons? Maybe he'd believe it when he sees it, but even then... Perhaps not.]

At least what you said explains their lack of cooperation. [But that didn't help his mood. The people were still as lethargic as they were before.]