"You know who I am." It wasn't a question as much as an observation. "But that would make sense, if I come here when I'm sleeping. And if I've been here for a while now." She walked with him, moving slowly, hands in her jeans pockets. "Thank you for being so kind. It's not often I'm so calm while seeing people in my dreams." She'd had people in her head before, and she'd always hated it.