"Uh, yeah," Freddy says, not sure how to respond to her approval. He's pretty sure no one from his town would accept what he did so graciously. He blushes just a tiny bit from the praise. He tilts his head at her question, though, a bit puzzled and intrigued by it.

"What do I dream about? It's not like that for me. I'm too aware of the dream world as it's own place, with its own reality. I spend most of my time there exploring it and what it can do. What I can do, y'know?"