Doesn't sleep

‘Tell me,’ he asked, his voice shedding some of its exuberance to become soft and measured, ‘do you still dream?’

‘I do not sleep,’ answered Lucius, irritation bleeding into his voice to render it clipped and harsh.

‘But you do dream,’ he pressed. ‘Do you still dream of Terra?’

‘Shut up.’

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Lucius: The Faultless Blade, II.I