[ It's a relief, sort of, when Sylvain seems to take this in total stride and doesn't comment on the strangeness of what he'd just said. Not enough for Claude to relax, totally, since of course that comes with questions as he looks evenly back at the other man. ]

Illusions is probably the better word for it, not that it makes it any more comfortable to see those who've passed away. Sometimes it's just their faces on someone else, sometimes it's like they're walking around crowds here.

[ That's... not exactly what he meant to say, but with war and repeatedly staring down past friends on battlefields - everything adds up to only one reason in his mind for the particular faces he's seen with increasing frequency. And he's less concerned with that partial reveal given he's rationalized it as not much of one in the face of everything, over the rest of what Sylvain's said and now Claude frowns. ]

So your nightmares - whatever they are, they aren't the same thing I'm seeing. You're dealing with something else?

[ That's new, compared to the nightmares where everyone suffered, if they're being affected by... whatever this is, differently. ]