Strange dreams were old bedfellows of Morgana's and yet she couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that this was so much worse. If it was just her she could've easily passed it off as one of her moments, maybe even a touch of a vision, but if Izzy had seen Lydia...

It couldn't have just been them, why would it? It might well be that all the Specials had been given strange dreams, but why? Could the Computer really just add to their minds like that? All in the span of a night?

So many questions raced through her head, and before she knew it Izzy was smiling at her a little again and Morgana had to blink, barely catching her words.

'That's good because I'd rather not fall from the sky again.' she gave Izzy a small smile in return, 'they do seem real, it felt different to my visions.' There was less chaos, less fear - though she had been terrified in a couple of them.

'I can't imagine the Computer wanting us to bond over our supposedly fake memories.' she shook her head slightly. 'Our dear Friend Computer has been known to mess up, sometimes the data... box... things do something or get too full or... whatever. I had to help fix one once, a long time ago. That was a confessional, it was overloaded and drawing a lot of power. It could be something like that, malfunctioning?' If ever she had sounded uncertain in front of Izzy, it was now, because no matter her careful watching and willingness to learn she was still centuries behind. Even hazarding a guess probably wasn't worth the air it took to speak it.

'Truthfully, the why is less concerning to me than the fact it could be done at all.'