If it's a bizarre dream, it's a pretty damn persistent one, and he's got company. Rhys just nods understanding, waiting for Fenris to process what he's been told.

It's a hell of a hard pill to swallow, especially once it sinks in that if there was an easy way out, it would be clear. And telling him "sorry, you're stuck here" right at this moment would be unnecessarily cruel. So instead, Rhys says gently, "I can try and answer whatever questions you've got, or at least just give you a minute to get your head together. If you want to get a cup of coffee or something, or something to eat. At least you can take a few minutes without standing in the middle of the street...it's not always safe out here."

His lips pinch slightly, as he glances around. Nothing obvious yet, but clearly he doesn't trust it to stay that way.