Rikku nodded. "Becomes one. Or, I mean. Maybe they're not real, like, how we are? But they can walk and talk and feel and love and don't know they aren't. Not until someone stops Summoning them."

She looked down for a long moment. "There was ... a city. Summoned for a thousand years. And when we freed the fayth, the dreaming stopped, and all of those people ... they vanished into thin air."