My dreams, when I had them, were always of Orpheus... and you're far too sturdy beneath me to be anything but real! Nor could I have ever contemplated the taming of Cerberus. I'd thought to bribe her, perhaps! [But his method was both effective and amusing.

Her arms grip a little tighter, and her knees tighten at his ribs. The wind isn't impeding anyone - it's bearing them forth, along with a chill and the faint shurrush of feathers. More than a guardian is chasing them now, seeking to stop the dead from leaving.]

I am. I can only hope it will be enough.