[ In a lot of ways it feels too real to be any dream he's ever had before — But, well, maybe everything else was also a dream if this is... Where they're at. He exhales: ]

Well great. As long as we have that covered.

[ Not nearly as relieving to hear, but it'd been more to break the ice than in disbelief. It feels like his entire being was being pulled one way or another — An ache calling from his core, a feeling of home. ]

[ But was there a home if dreams are to be believed? ]

Do you think we have a choice? [ His question echoes instead: ] Wonder what happens if we just stay here?

[ He doesn't exactly respond with a no, but green eyes tilt towards the side he leans toward and then back. He stops and then turns to the other: ] Whatever's out there, we shouldn't go alone.