She follows him closely, biting down on her lip to keep from saying anything more. She can't break this. It might be too difficult to wrench him out, might even be traumatic. Or maybe she just wants to see as much as she can before she tries to wreck the illusion. Lord knows he'll never tell her about this.

Yeah, and is he gonna forgive you for pulling this? She buries the question recklessly. Stark lights are flickering back on along the top rim of the corridors as they go, as though the ship is waking up again; eventually Rush leads them into a circular room with a mess of wires and consoles at its center - some kind of core. Odds are this is where he needs to be. They found it easily, thanks for that dream logic.

"This looks moderately important," she mutters.