"Most people seem to be impressed by the big stuff." At which point the little stretch of pink sticky "water" is suddenly an ocean that surrounds their little dock on all sides, endless until the horizon.

Gabriel leans back onto the dock and pulls his legs away from the sea of candy into a cross-legged position. If there really was still a banister there for him, he'd have fallen off of it by now. To Zagreus' second question, he shrugs. "This is a dream. Do your powers work in the waking world?" Which is a very clever way of not answering at all. He's rather hoping that Zagreus doesn't notice.