Cal nodded. "Several." He went to the first in a flowerbed. Memories there were simple, hope that the flowers would thrive, accidentally knocking over the watering can. He smiled and shook his head, moving onto the next. This one held the first hint of a Nightmare. Or rather the confusion after one, but it had been resolved. He tried another, not talking in-between. Most of these were... mundane, whether they were good or bad they were the sort that could happen anywhere. That there weren't any of dread or oppression though? That was a good sign.

BD, however, filled the silence with a series of beeps and whistles. He was both intensely curious and very confused about these apartments.