[.....oh.]

[That. That explains a whole lot, honestly. Of course she wouldn't be here with him like this, unless it was a dream.]

[His face probably registers it, in little flickers that he doesn't quite manage to mask: understanding, and then disappointment, and then something very like hurt, before he tamps it down.]

[He eases back some, to give her more space.]

Well. Well, I mean. It's a dream anyway, right? So it's not gonna hurt nothing.

And - and even in a dream, I know I'm cool with whatever you wanna try.