Straightens up from watching the pretty beautiful coals and thinking of what lovely fun it would be to burn someone's eyes out with them, Drusilla smiles at Dream. "Hello," she says, then narrows her eyes and looks at him curiously. "You're very different."

OOC: I actually like your take on that, the half-recognition and not quite knowing what they are. Some things are too big even for Drusilla's abilities as a seeress/weird psychic chick.