[If he hears the mention of dreams at all, he doesn't react to it. Humans could say some strange things, after all, and the dream doesn't seem willing to let him be aware of his state.

He watches as she takes her seat; one of the Woobats flutters away, apparently wanting to get as far away from her as possible. Still, N hesitantly steps forward, carrying the train with him. Maybe it's because of previous recognition from the dreamer, but he's dropped the idea that Paprika wants to hurt him or his friends. He climbs onto the chest to sit beside her, in an odd sort of animalistic perch. He stays on the edge, though, fearing any direct contact with her. He keeps his eyes on the train.]

You're wrong. P-people... are bad. [He flips the train over to study its underside.] Ghetsis says so. And my friends... they tell me about the things humans do. [He places the train atop his knees.] That's why I'm not supposed to go out-- To keep safe!