[lol. it’s so easy to dunk on him, but judging by that failure to stifle a laugh that Dave felt more than he heard, he can venture a guess that Ryuji isn’t actually all that tilted over it. but a tilt is a tilt, and he’s keen on quelling it, so he moves his arm that had been lazily draped, snaking it around Ryuji in a tighter embrace.]

[it’s not like he has room to judge on weird dreams. if the initiation test is any indicator, if the way his contribution to the landscape was a really dumb giant skateboard, then his own subconscious also apparently favors the oversized recreational gear. ... which just makes him wonder if they actually make human sized hamster exercise balls for people to roll around in.]

[..... hm.]

[anyway, he’s also only capable of focusing on one thing at a time, though, so he goes for the question that’s easiest to answer.]

Yeah, dream bubbles are just these literal bubbles floating out in space. You can use one to visit other people’s dream bubbles while you’re sleeping.

Mostly, though, they’re just like. A dead Sburb player repository. Or an afterlife, if you want a less stupid way of putting it. Most of the ones we passed through were full of ghosts.