"Whoa... How'd you all motherfuckin' know?" He didn't always dream, or at least he didn't remember if he did thanks to the overabundance of sopor in and around him, but when he did they did involve clowns quite often. They were just such a large part of his life that it would be surprising if they didn't, but as far as he was concerned the fact that Rose guessed that put her up on soothsayer level.

Even if he didn't understand half of what she said most of the time. Drawings ignored, he continued to watch her work. Was she saying she could make weapons out of the string there? That would be incredibly useful, not to mention miraculous. He wouldn't be able to do anything with his drawings aside from maybe decorating his room with them.

"What all can you make?" And could she make something for him? Because that looked really fun and soft.