The Return of the Lost Brother

"Why did you do that?" Celeste asked, bewildered, holding Magna's bruised foot in her hands.

There was no break, no serious injury, but from jumping off somewhere so high, his foot looked sprained and swollen.

"I just wanted to be sure I'm awake." Magna answered with a sigh, eyeing Celeste with a trace of suspicion. "Am I awake now?"

After jumping out the window, he actually managed to land safely on the stone path below.

However, he hadn't thought about where he would land before jumping. His right foot came down on a raised edge of stone, twisting his ankle badly from the impact.

The pain felt real, as it always did, but that alone wasn't enough proof that he wasn't dreaming again.

"Do you think you're in a dream right now?" Celeste asked once she'd finished wrapping his swollen ankle, looking at his face with one eyebrow raised.