Greta stiffens at Johnny's sudden outburst, but she doesn't flinch, and she doesn't snap back. She just pushed him too far, struck a nerve without meaning to, so he lashed out - not unlike a stray cat. It's not his fault. So she does the only thing she can, at this point: quietly waits for him to calm himself down.

It's not very encouraging, this news that he isn't as in control of the dream as she'd thought, and that this house (if there is indeed a house beyond this staircase) might not be any safer than the Woods were.

"Right," she says, keeping her voice calm and level, not wanting to upset him or make him think he's upset her. She considers their options, then says, "We could head back up. The giant might have moved on."