[h3]The Hunter's Dream[/h3]
Torquil just stood there awkwardly initially, completely overwhelmed by Ophelia's intense show of joy and affection, but gradually – if still somewhat awkwardly – put his hands on her shoulders in the most careful way he could think of to return her embrace. He had no idea how to respond to any of what she was saying, it was all just too much all at once for him to even begin processing it... so he just said the first thing that came to mind.
“Wheelchair-guy fixed my jaw,” he said, the words clear and fully comprehensible. His jaw, they might notice, was no longer crooked, nor was the smile he beamed at them. “It really hurt, but it's better now.”

The doll responded immediately to Ophelia's curtsy with a submissive bow of her own, only for her to stare at the female Hunter with big, empty doll-eyes, her head slightly cocked, as Ophelia started talking. The Hunter in the wheelchair, meanwhile, closed their book, set it aside and turned their obscured face toward her with their hands in their lap.
“It is the Hunter's Dream,” the doll restated when Ophelia paused after her frantically throwing out her question of whose dream this place was. “It exists for your sake, good Hunter, and for the sake of all Hunters.”

Then Ophelia brought out the hoarse man's bell, which was indeed still there to retrieve, and half-asked and half-explained it to the doll. Again the doll simply cocked her head and stared at Ophelia, her expression attentive yet oddly mindless, much the way one might expect an animated doll without the facial articulation to make expressions to look at you.
Only when Ophelia fell silent did the doll blink, then turned to look at the Hunter in the wheelchair. This figure wordlessly raised their right hand and made a small beckoning gesture at no one in particular, which seemingly prompted a duo of Messengers to instantly emerge out of the ground right beside Ophelia.
Nodding her head, the doll turned back to Ophelia. “If you find anything you that you might want to know more about, good Hunter, just show it to the little ones. They traverse all manner of worlds, and can summarize what insights might echo from such items in the Nightmare.”