"It's my dream," he says automatically. It's one he's had many times before, or at least some version of it, but it's always varied, always changing, and Daneel has never been in it before. How could someone else get into his dream in this way?

Certainly, he's seen strangers in dreams before, but they've never had the awareness level that Daneel seems to; they've always been an obvious creation of his own mind, and this man isn't.

"Then we need to wake up," he says determinedly.