"I don't think I could have survived something piercing into my chest like that in the waking world. At least not without a lot of bleeding and panic."

He rubs his hand over the spot again, almost itching at it while he searches his memories for missing pieces- then wonders if there's a point to doing that in a dream. "As inviting as a swim is, maybe we should try to wake up to test this theory." And then a frown, because he's not sure how to do that. It's not like he can pinch someone who appears to be made of metal, for one.