Dream's head tilted to the side, and he leaned against the wall. "A deal?" he mused, scratching behind his mask. "What kind of deal?"
I licked my lips and took a breath. "I ask one thing of you..." I started, then hesitated. Was I really about to do this?
If you phrase this wrong, you could hurt people.
Be selfish for once in your life.
"And in return, I'll do one thing you ask of me." I finished, and Dream's interest was peaked. He stood from his place at the wall and circled me. "What, exactly," he inquired, looking me up and down, "Could you offer me?"
My eyes followed him, taking in everything as he walked around me. What could I offer him? Dream was stuck in there all the time, for the rest of his life.
There was no way in hell I was going to help him get out. He would try to hurt the kids. I can't give him a physical advantage.
"Information," I offered, and Dream stopped in his tracks, "I can give you information. I can tell you what's going on outside, who's allied with who. All that stuff."
That's what I could give him...
Dream's smile grew, "Information can be used dangerously in the wrong hands, you know." He said and I nodded, "I am aware." I replied, nibbling at the inside of my lip.
Besides...
I never said that the information was going to be accurate.
"What is it that you want?" He asked, looking at me, almost taunting me. I couldn't see Dream's face, but I could feel it.
Taking a deep breath, I gently tugged Ghostbur's ring out of hiding. Sliding the string from around my neck, I held the ring up, the gold glinting, caused by the glow of the lava behind me.
