He talks about how he was not attracted to her when he met her. He doesn't really find her attractive now, but that's fine, because she seems just whatever to him. The only remarkable thing about her is that she doesn't like wearing a braw. And then we cut to the first of many snippets of her dream, where she is lik wandering through the woods. She goes into a barn like building with straw matting over the door. It's inside long bamboo sticks strung with great red gashes of blood. Blood in my clothes sucked on to skin and no end to meat.