William smiled faintly. "That I can do." He was beyond ready for it at this point, eyes too dry and head just starting to ache. He glanced around the room and asked, "Here?" There were other questions that were more important, though, and those took precedence before he could get an answer, tumbling out in haste. "Will I be aware of you? Will you be able to influence anything that I dream?"
The last thought following that was what if I don't dream? but he'd been awake for long enough that deep sleep was almost an inevitability. And if he didn't dream, he supposed they'd just try again.