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"So.. you're serious? You're actually making 1,000 paper cranes?" Hob asked, staring at Dream's delicate hands as they folded the paper carefully and with precision.
"Yes." Dream replied with a weak smile.
"What do you want to wish for, anyway?" Hob asked, his heart slowly growing heavy for a reason he couldn't quite put his finger on. Maybe he was hurt that Dream felt he had something to wish for so desperately, when Hob felt like he couldn't possibly wish for anything beyond what he already had right there in his room.
Dream closed his eyes for a moment before answering.
"It is a secret." He said quietly as the sun began to escape below the horizon.