"Mostly normal ones, I think," she replies, trying not to frown under his close scrutiny. "But sometimes they're shared - other folk drop in, or else we all end up somewhere strange. I expect this is one of those last ones... unless this is your dream." Because she definitely wouldn't dream this up on her own.

She resumes leaning against the railing so she can scan the floor below for anyone she recognizes. "What about you?" she asks Zagreus, giving him a sidelong glance. Unless he's only just come through the rift, she'd guess his experiences are much the same as hers.