Suyin heard Buckley cause some commotion, but he didn’t stir. He just stayed asleep, and his dream disintegrated. It was the quiet type of sleep where you had no nightmares nor dreams, and you hardly even knew you had slept when you woke up, yet all the fatigue was washed away.
Suyin thought he heard Calista say something about Buckley, but he was too unconscious to render what it meant. In mind's eye, everything was the same yet everything held its own quality of uniqueness.
Suyin's peaceful slumber was dispelled and interrupted by a disturbing vision of war, a lot of war going on in different places. But one disturbing movement caught his eye.
He had heard all about the Titanic, but while he was sinking, he had been too focused trying to stay alive to notice that his situation was almost exactly the same as the Titanic's. Well, any typical boat sinking could trigger analogies to the Titanic and connections, but he had gotten out alive.
Had other Titanic survivors found land, if there were any other survivors at all? But it was so long ago...
Suyin stirred. Leaping off of the bed, he undressed and pulled some clothes over his head. Then he tugged some casual jeans over his legs and presented himself to a mirror. After that, he walked downstairs.
Suyin crept into a vacant room and sat down on the carpeted floor. He took a book from the bookshelf and started skimming through the pages. It was a book that openly supported Robert E. Lee, a Confederate general. It also recorded some of his quotes. One made Suyin chuckle—'I have been up to see the Congress and they do not seem to be able to do anything except to eat peanuts and chew tobacco, while my army is starving.' It was an actual quote that was recorded. Others were more meaningful; 'It is well that war is so terrible, otherwise we should grow too fond of it.' Suyin grew to become fond of Robert.
(Yeah, this guy actually exists, and I looked up his quotes.)
Suyin read for hours and hours. His eyes never left the book, and when they did, it was only to get a drink of water. Suyin admired Robert E. Lee. He may have died, but everyone did that. He had fought for a cause he believed in.
(You should hear my brother yakking about Greek gods... back when he was in fifth grade)
Suyin heard commotion and looked up from his book. "Oh, hey," he greeted Calista. "Almost fell off the couch, didn’t you," he said with a grin, like he was about to make a reference to it, maybe saving it for joke material later.