He shouldn't have been able to hear what Aiden said, considering the distance between the two of them - but this was a dream, and normal rules didn't apply here. Vlad heard the 'you', in that same breathy hiss that he could have sworn Emil had uttered when he was alive. It was so typical, really; he knew what came next. That age old confrontation between good and evil, as though reality was truly that clear-cut.
"Yes," he sighed, "it is me. I would ask how you got here, but I doubt you know the answer."