[ this guy is really hung up on his sandwich. thankfully, he tells her she's not losing her mind, and the demonstration he gives alongside his actions is something she's able to watch without participating in. when the sandwich lands with its splat, she's startled, but not unpleasantly so. important distinction.
she's having a hard time remembering whether this is a dream or a memory of her own. that it's hers seems a straightforward conclusion, but everything else - it's a bit fuzzy.
bev watches him stomp the resurrected sandwich into the ground again and again, finally defeating his foe. ]
...You think you killed it?
[ another look around the scenery, and though it's definitely there, she's not sure if they have to jump off the clif now, or something else. this guy said there's no rules. ]
So how do we get out of here?
[ wait. sudden squint. childhood fairy tales coming back in full force as she registers that this guy seems to know a lot about dreams. ]
You're not gonna tell me you're the Sandman, are you?
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she's having a hard time remembering whether this is a dream or a memory of her own. that it's hers seems a straightforward conclusion, but everything else - it's a bit fuzzy.
bev watches him stomp the resurrected sandwich into the ground again and again, finally defeating his foe. ]
...You think you killed it?
[ another look around the scenery, and though it's definitely there, she's not sure if they have to jump off the clif now, or something else. this guy said there's no rules. ]
So how do we get out of here?
[ wait. sudden squint. childhood fairy tales coming back in full force as she registers that this guy seems to know a lot about dreams. ]
You're not gonna tell me you're the Sandman, are you?