It did seem that most dream eaters that had origins aboard the Mother of Invention really were trouble for any that had them. Truly not that surprising, given the ship in question.

Nonetheless, a familiar chuckle was audible from behind Epsilon.

"I thought the point of a second spirit was to keep you out of trouble, Church. Not push you into it."

It might take the AI a minute to recognise the red haired woman, dressed as she is in a dress and not her almost ever present armor; head was tilted to one side, green eyes bright and thoughtful, while her now cyan-blue hebby repp, with a top hat, languished at her feet. (Said hat was tipped at Allison politely. Ain't Dax a gent?)