Not really here? There's just the slightest hint of confusion that colors the Exo's expression somehow, for all that facial movement is limited. He looks down at himself, flexing metal fingers.

"Could've fooled me," he notes. But then there is something strange about it all. His fingers probed the spot where the creature had touched him, still wondering if that had been real.

As Alex speaks again, Banshee looks back over to where the man has wandered further into the water. He stoops, dipping a hand into the lake as he mulls upon those observations. "Huh..." He's not sure he understands what a platonic ideal of some envirement would be. The suggestion that they're dreaming however has him lift his head thoughtfully.

"A dream..." Strange. "Seen anyone else?"