She exhales a heavy sigh. Cracks between worlds. "Would it surprise you to learn that I have some experience with bleedthrough?" she says. "Bleed between the Dream and the Wake is... bad, back home. Moreso because there are lurking Nightmares in our Dream."

She looks up, notionally at the burning city through the ceiling. "It's not unheard of for people to go into the Dream and never return," she adds, distantly. "But this is a different sort of Fissure, isn't it? I'd like to think I'd know a dream when I saw it, of all people."