Dream smiled, just slightly. He thought of the last time he'd slept. It wasn't that he never could, but it was a very, very rare thing. It meant that his brothers took over everything, and it usually meant that his father was visiting.
"Generally," he said, with a nod. He hadn't missed the slight gesture for the gun. "I don't do too much sleeping."
Morpheus nodded with his chin. "What's got you pacing around?"