"No," Spencer said, "and no." He paused, added, "I can't usually do anything in them? I just -- stand there. And sometimes I see myself doing stuff but it's not, I don't know it's a dream until I wake up."
He sighed and leaned back into William's hand, resting the back of his head against the cool stone walls. "Just them," he confirmed, twisting his mouth into a smile. "I haven't freaked out in any of my classes or anything. Or else the kids are being very polite about it."