The calm of Maurits' dream combined with the impossible spacial logistics make for a compelling setting—one that Mycroft doesn't bother resisting the urge to visit. It's his first stop; though he's planned to meet someone tonight, he's not sure where, and he'd prefer to wait somewhere quiet.

Being in the dream feels strange for Mycroft, though not as disorienting as he'd anticipated. What makes it odd, more than anything else, is how natural it feels—how there's no jarring sense of wrongness despite gravity changing locations in each room. What there is is a lingering feeling of having been here before he actually arrived, and Mycroft quickly notices that the passage of time seems difficult to wrap his mind around, but such is the way of dreams. Normally, losing his sense of time might unnerve him, but after being under so much stress for so long, it almost feels like a release.

After wandering around the dreamscape for only a few minutes, he comes upon a young man who appears to be Sebastian LeMat, though the changes in his appearance are radical. Years seem to have been lifted off of him; he stands tall and possesses an air of certainty and calm that he hadn't before. His eyes are now green, and his missing fingers have returned as phantoms, pale and translucent.

Mycroft can't say he's surprised.

"Mr. LeMat," he says, sure to give the man fair warning before he approaches despite how put-together he seems here. "You're looking well."