The Bull is reminded suddenly and uncomfortably of the Nightmare, a demon of pure hunger that fed of the fears of dreamers, forcing them to relieve their deepest horrors and gorging on their minds in the process. It sufficed just to send pieces of itself out into the world, and great, now he was going to have trouble sleeping at night.

He chuckles, though. No need to let on how much that Head thing freaked him out. "I'll keep that in mind."