Sacha could feel the cold even in his dream. His body trembled with it. Though he hadn't quite fallen into a deep sleep, he also could not pull himself into consciousness either. This time, he really screwed up didn't he? Somewhere in the half sleep he wallowed in, he felt an unexpected warmth. He wanted to pull away from it because it terrified him, but the feeling was close and he couldn't help but shift closer. Even if the warmth meant he could no longer feel the actual cold, he wanted to be near it.

It...what exactly was it? He shouldn't let himself fall asleep like this because who knew if he would wake up. So, Sacha struggled. Maybe it was the weird sense he garnered that he wasn't alone. Something that came to him even without vision or sound or whatever else his waking mind might notice. After a second, he forced his eyes open, blinking them multiple times without fully focusing on what sat in front of him. Green...and red...?

After a second, the image sharpened slightly. It didn't make sense though. Did he look at a plant or a human? "W..what?" Voice unsteady, he blinked his eyes again. "Am I dreaming?" The snow didn't matter for a second. Right now, only this strange thing that couldn't exist mattered.