What does it matter? Nothing matters in dreams, that's the whole point. It's a good thing jabberwocks are fairly inscrutable, or he'd probably have just laughed at his own inside joke, instead of remaining reptilianly irascible. Still, his telepathic communication likely does a poor job of hiding his gloating, no matter how balefully he stares. And why am I a jabberwock, anyway? Why aren't you anything. Lack of imagination?