"Don't ask me," he counters, eyes narrowing. "This isn't my dream." His dreams tend to have much more of a point, if typically an unpleasant one. "I'd fucking leave if I could."

But however much Rush would prefer waking and vastly favors waking - nothing gets done in a state of sleep, regardless of how vivid or disagreeable the dream experience is - he has not discerned how one forcibly wakes themselves. The thought is wholly grating.

"Obviously," he continues, now scrutinizing the pathway with a swift, disparaging glance, "there's some point to this. Something you're meant to do." So why doesn't she simply do it so Rush can wake up and get along with his comparatively less grating reality?