Agamede leaves Julian's side to trot along with Aliya, sniffing here and there, sharp eyes peering out through the trees. Julian takes in the information, seems to be processing it thoughtfully. "Communal dreaming, like... as in a shared consciousness? That's actually quite remarkable! I'm not sure how I've managed to become a part of it, since I haven't been displaced in the waking world at all, but... how curious! I wonder how it works!" He seems more excited by the idea than anything else, despite the danger, his fingers tapping against his leg as they quickly move through the woods, as if itching to write down notes. "I have no wish to die, however," he adds, sobering a bit. "I've nearly died a few times before, and I'm not exactly very brave about it. Hence," he says, "the running. Let's try not to unpleasantly die together, shall we?" He offers Daniel a touch on the shoulder as they move, knowing he isn't exactly the most comforting, moving blind through this strange world, but he does have an instinct to at least try and survive.

"A rift..." he knows what the word means, at least in general, though not exactly in the way Daniel is using it. "And you were pulled out of your world, into another?" This concept isn't quite as strange. "Where I come from, a wormhole opened up in space without warning. Some ships were often pulled through without warning or without realizing what happened, ending up in places they hadn't even know existed. Then we learned how to control it, how to properly utilize it, but nobody was ever trapped. Or... is it more like a parallel universe?" He shudders. "I have no desire to see one of those again." He's talking an awful lot to someone he probably shouldn't be talking to, but hell, it's a dream world, right? Can it hurt to talk openly to someone he is meeting in a drrwam, even if they are real, somewhere?