[Seriously, if their personal growth is supposed to involve reaching out to others, the Dream Sphere could have at least given them mercury-proof gloves. Cinnabar grabs onto one of his fingers as tightly as they can, but it's not something they can hold for very long. They need to deal with this wind somehow...]

It looks like the wind is less intense closer to the creature's body - like the eye of a hurricane!

[They glance back towards Sam and nod. Their mercury isn't strong enough to bind such a large Nightmare, but they can at least send quicksilver tentacles to spread over the surface of the paper.]

That's a good idea, but I don't have enough strength to hold it still... this won't be easy!