"A dream...?" His jaw clenches just a little to try to alleviate the anxiety he was hiding. For once though, Hypnos is the expert. Thanatos tries to avoid sleeping for as long as possible, which may explain how high-strung he always is, as well as the deep-seated tiredness in his eyes.

Still, he can't really argue! If Hypnos says it's a dream, then it's probably fine, so he relaxes a little bit.

"So taking notes? That's all you intend to do?" Making a list of them, no doubt. At least it is a helpful hobby to have when your job requires you to make many lists. Thanatos sighs, shaking his head. "I suppose an endless hallway is a new kind of torment. I think Sisyphus has it a little worse, but maybe if someone is not as affected by the physical labor..." He looks to the wall, blood splattered here and there, and odd, very realistic paintings of the people of the House in various kinds of torment.