Well that's the million dollar question isn't it. He sighs loudly and drops his head into his hands. "I don't knowww," he groans, muffled through his fingers. "I wasn't expecting it, I don't know what... what that means." There's a lot more he could say, but he can't say it to her. Gabe needs to hear it. At some point. At some point he'll be less of a wuss and actually talk about this. Right now he just really wants to pretend it's not happening.

"Is it okay if we don't talk about that?" he says, peeking back up at her. "I'm just like, I don't know what to even say, I need to talk to him first before I..." He shakes his head and sits back up, slouching down against the couch back. "I would rather enjoy this dream, as much as I can." So rare he gets a nice one, and that he gets to spend time with the TARDIS.