Giles looks around sharply at that. "Shared dreams?" The very idea seems to have calmed Sunshine significantly, but it does little for him. "In my experience, shared dreams are not a 'Thing'," he says pointedly, "and never a good thing when they happen."

He turns to prowl the room, pausing to give the door behind him a glance of interest. If they are dreaming, what could be behind it? He isn't sure he wants to find out. The last shared dream he had, the thing behind the door was waiting to kill him.