"You can.. say that... I.. am... a... Dream.. Therapist."

She mimicked the man and sat down in another chair, her gaze and actions being completely calm. The good thing about talking in her sub-conscious is that she didn't need to feel afraid of passing out.

"It.. is.. an advanced... form... of the... technology..." Angela began to explain, perhaps because she wanted to talk with someone about this or just because there is a tiny hope that he will understand her job. "Going... as... far... like... to record... dreams, dive.. into their... consciousness.. to.... cure... the deepest... traumas... and.. change the.. world ...to ..be a ...better ...place."

So many things happened because of that pure wish.

"I was part... of that... organization... and I... worked.. there. I... helped as many... people.. as I... could. Sadly..., I can't.. do my job... here. I.. don't... have... the.. devices to... do it..., so I.. was surprised.. to find you.. here...."

It was an honest statement after all.