[ They're definitely two different people. While it's true that pain can make a person feel alive, Ernesto has always preferred to avoid it as much as possible. Let no one ever accuse this man of being a masochist.

He falls quiet as Flamebringer tells him what he has noticed though, nodding slightly every now and then as he takes it in. It's hard to tell if that means they're playing fair, or just saving their energy for if something more troublesome pops up. Considering how they emerged in this world, and the weapons these guards have, Ernesto does find it hard to believe they don't have some special skills up their sleeves though.

He stops nodding as Flamebringer starts to insult himself though, head canting slightly to the side with a small frown on his face. Though at the mention of their world, strangely the frown smooths out into a more carefully crafted neutral expression. ]

I might have to, but...

[ His laugh is a little breathy, and he closes his eyes as he tries to push down any tumultous feelings down. ]

I'm not ready to accept that the dream and the feelings from it mean much of anything. I guess I'm a little stubborn, but until I have real proof in front of my eyes, I'm not willing to believe it.