She almost snorts in disbelief at the extent of his stupidity, but ends up just letting out a frustrated huff of air and rolling her eyes sardonically. "Then I wish you all luck in 'dreaming up' something more pleasant than this conversation," she retorts, dripping contempt. "But I'm afraid we are both quite real and quite stuck in these horrifying shapes until the dream dissipates." And Gabriel's cruelty is real too, but she's done talking about that.