[She hums in acknowledgement] Can you enter the dreams of others? Speak to them there?

[She looks at him, curious, and there's a glint of--something in her eye. Mischievous.

Innocently, she continues:] I've had many dreams of you, but you've never spoken to me in them. [And then she smiles, unable to keep up any sort of act and ducks her head with a giggle]

But in all seriousness, I can't imagine being able to do that. There's so much of history I would have loved to see firsthand, so many ancestors I would love to meet, even if only in a dream.