Vosur fell into a deep sleep, Rapid-Eye-Movement to be precise. In his dreams, he saw someone familiar... having blue hair in a style like he had now, also having similar clothing but no prosthetics. Vosur could not hear what he was saying with other people familiar to him, but it looked like they were discussing something important. Then suddenly, the blue-haired person pushed another of the people nearby out of the way before everything turned white, Vosur now waking up and breathing heavily as if from a nightmare. "So... that's how I got these." he managed to say in the heavy breathing, looking down to his legs. He attempted to go back to sleep, having another dream... a bunch of doctors around the blue-haired person, who this time did not have his legs and was unconscious. The mental image flashed, then appeared as though time had passed, the blue-haired man having a set of prosthetics as he was assisting a mining crew, venturing away from the group for a short while and looking at what appeared to be ancient machinery. Another white flash happened and this time Vosur's pupils were completely dialated (open) as he again woke up in heavy breathing, morning very close. "Never in my life have I had so much problems sleeping, and have been grateful for that."