"You're not real," she said, staring at her. "None of you, I..." As she spoke, something dawned on her. "Where did she come from? I've never seen her in my dreams before." her eyes were trained on the little girl once again. The little girl that had never, not once, been in any of these daydreams she'd had before.
"Safe?" the word caught her attention and she looked back up at Helena again. "Safe from what, exactly?" There were so many things she was confused about, but that caught her off guard more than anything right now.