Yes. Lemm would understand better than they. And of course their sibling should have input about themselves.

Godhome is real. Godhome is dream. The Knight tore their way through battle after battle enough that the truth of the beings they fought was lost, for a time. Whatever they saw had been real, once. It was easy to forget. It still matters.

Their claws close thoughtfully around the Dream Nail's hilt. Tap, tap, tap that. Many, many things to ask their sibling, and they hold no illusion they'll necessarily be given answers.

Did they? He's already said they were fine. Did both of us make a mess of your shop? they add, deliberately sweeping their head with partly-forced levity at the packed shelves.