Soft eyes meet Triquetra's own, seeming to shine with gratefulness. If she'd be there ... he felt like he could stand against any trial, with that support. "Thank you. That means everything to me. The Oneiros is ... I guess a realm where your unconscious thoughts, urges, memories ... everything that shapes you, takes form." A weak flicker of a smile. "Ahriman could probably explain it better than I can. You have to meditate, to find it within yourself, but it cn only be entered in certain places ... a powerful Hallow, like ours." His off-hand reaches up, to brush his lover's cheek.
"You don't need mind magic, Ahriman can take care of that part, let you find your way to my dreamspace. And he can watch over our physical bodies, make sure nothing happens. And wake us, if need be."