Jason was aware of his surroundings for the entirety of the proceedings, but he figured this was a dream, so he was just going to stay down until he woke up. When that plan seemed to fail he sat up, figuring the dream would play out and he'd wake up whenever. "Well this is a lovely state of affairs, very nice setting." Jason was more talking to himself than anyone, he really commended his brain on this dream, much better than usual. He stood up and stretched, he'd never had a dream this realistic before, but what else could it be? There was no other explanation for why he was in some kind of medieval castle which was under siege.

It seemed they were deciding on whether they should fight or flee. Seeing as there's wasn't much in terms of armour or weapons, fighting didn't seem favourable, mostly because Jason knew he had very little control over his dreams. One girl, Zenia, suggested they flee, "I agree that fleeing would be the best move right now," he said as he walked over to her and the royal looking woman, "my name is Jason, may I inquire as to the names of you two fair maidens?" He was playing it up, but hey, it's a dream, may as well have fun with it, right?