Sunshine finds this dreaming theory plausible. Her name is Sunshine and she didn't have hardly any trouble accepting this blue insect-faced creature as a "person" before it had even spoken in sentences. But then again, he remembers being told that the last time he'd found himself somewhere strange... it's foggy now. That was how he met Cecil.

Very well. A dream. A shared dream, about dinosaurs.

"I'm going to assume our lives are still very much in danger," says Gus coolly. He checks his pockets. "I have enough rounds left for a few more, but I'd have to make the shots count. What did you have in mind?"