[Vicious knows many dreams tend to be...symbolic. But he also knows this man is an ancient vampire, and the "figurative" part looked and felt pretty literal.

But he's not going to argue with a man over his own dream. He simply nods and purses his lips, finally tilting his head to regard his (is he...nervous?) companion.]

I'm... Sorry that happened to you. Truly. Even just... Seeing what I saw, feeling what I felt... I can't imagine what it must have really been like to experience something so...terrifying.

[He lifts a hand to brush some of those curls back from the other's face, smiling softly, sadly. With their bodies pressed together like this, he can feel the goblin's pulse against his ribs, fast and out of sync with his own.
This conversation is surely stressful for him, even if he's trying his best to hold it together... ]

We...don't have to talk about it anymore. If you don't want to. I know it's...probably a sensitive topic.