[ She's still stern as she listens to him. Her expression softens soon afterward. She squeezes his hands. ]

If ... this dream is screwed up at all by having you there ... then I'll deal with that. It would be my fault, not yours.

[ There are tears in her eyes as she keeps talking. ]

I know that, when we go back to our own worlds, we're going to forget each other, as much as we don't want to. For now, though, we're here, and I know who you are, and I really want you to meet the girls.