Daniel hums an acknowledgement to the answer, dissatisfied. He's yet to find a way to forcefully wake himself up that hasn't been unpleasant in some way, so he makes it a private goal of his to work out a concrete method.

He opens his mouth to answer the question but Topher gives him absolutely no time to explain. He just goes ahead and manifests what appears to be a very accurate, very functional dream representation of the weapon in his hands.

"Hey," he says sharply, but it vanishes before he can get any further. A distant part of him can't help but commend Topher's apparent no-guns policy, but his eyes still flick up in mild suspicious discomfort. "How did you - were you in my head to make that?"