Viatorus can't help but sigh when he sees the text. It seems like everyone is having bad dreams tonight... But, wait... Steve drank the tea... he shouldn't have had any dreams at all. Unless... he didn't drink the tea.

Instantly, he feels a rush of panic and hastily types back: I'll be there soon. Stay awake until I get there.

He definitely won't be too long with these long, strong legs.