[Sorey's eyes are wide as can be, blinking at her like he's seeing -- well, not a ghost, but certainly someone he was not expecting. By now, he's fallen asleep a few times and ended up in dreams not his own, or others in his, and--] Wait, are you really here, or am I dreaming about you?
[?? Oh, right, she asked something.] I'm not sure. They should be moving, at least, they were when we were there... I guess it's something about this dream. [Dreams aren't necessarily realistic. They change things.]