It's easy for Zatanna to take some comfort in not only the arm around her shoulders, but the way that he makes her feel like it's okay to just move past whatever happened last night. He isn't pushing for an explanation now any more than he did when she showed up at the side of his bed and it's nice. It makes it easier for her to tell herself that everything is fine and it doesn't matter when nothing is fine and it does matter, because that dream wasn't just a normal dream. She felt his frustration. She didn't see him at all, it was like she was Alcide in it and the only thing more terrifying than seeing your best friend killed is seeing it happen through your best friend's eyes...and feeling the sharp pain before actual nothingness right before waking up. All of it, every piece of that experience is disconcerting in a way Zee doesn't want to think about.
And then he says that.
Zee looks up sharply as he goes on and the more he says, the more she feels like she's been slapped. A chill goes down her spine and Zatanna looks around to make sure they're not being seen or potentially overheard. "I had a dream about you, too," she whispers and it's the first time since late last night when she doesn't sound put together. She certainly doesn't feel put together. "Everything happened so fast, but I felt like I was you. People were shooting and other people were like exploding and there was blood everywhere... I was so mad on the one hand, but on the other I just felt kinda like...betrayed, I think, and then—" she stops abruptly, eyes on a passerby in an ORANGE jumpsuit. She pays Zatanna and Alcide no attention and just keeps walking. Zatanna does not pick up where she left off.
"I can do the magic, now," she says, instead. "When I was on that mission with Prim, you know how I'm always muttering spells just to see if I can do it, but it worked. And it kept working, but then when we got back, I couldn't do it anymore," she admits, frowning. "So our abilities, they're still in us. We just have to find their triggers and I haven't quite figured out what it was for me, yet."
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And then he says that.
Zee looks up sharply as he goes on and the more he says, the more she feels like she's been slapped. A chill goes down her spine and Zatanna looks around to make sure they're not being seen or potentially overheard. "I had a dream about you, too," she whispers and it's the first time since late last night when she doesn't sound put together. She certainly doesn't feel put together. "Everything happened so fast, but I felt like I was you. People were shooting and other people were like exploding and there was blood everywhere... I was so mad on the one hand, but on the other I just felt kinda like...betrayed, I think, and then—" she stops abruptly, eyes on a passerby in an ORANGE jumpsuit. She pays Zatanna and Alcide no attention and just keeps walking. Zatanna does not pick up where she left off.
"I can do the magic, now," she says, instead. "When I was on that mission with Prim, you know how I'm always muttering spells just to see if I can do it, but it worked. And it kept working, but then when we got back, I couldn't do it anymore," she admits, frowning. "So our abilities, they're still in us. We just have to find their triggers and I haven't quite figured out what it was for me, yet."