There was not a single offensive thing in what Dream said, from his point of view. The God, the guy that Christians and Hebrews and Muslims went on about... He wasn't like Morpheus and his lot. Knowing one didn't mean you knew the other. And since Morpheus was, in his estimation, hardly godlike himself...
Of course, on some level, Morpheus knew angels could fall. But he did not realize it was a choice.
"Huh," he said, with feeling. "It's interesting. I've never met somebody else like you." And Morpheus had been around a long, long time. "I get the feeling this is how my family feels talking to and looking at me."
He looked human. He almost felt human. But he wasn't.