Leon dropped from mid-air. He hadn't even realised he'd been floating. He stood up, brushed himself off, and hurried to Avery's side. He gently shook her awake. 'Avery?' He asked. 'Wake up.' He told her, hoping that she would. He wasn't sure how far into the dream she was, but he knew that, sometimes, dreams could be dangerous. It depends on how many psychic enemies the person has, and it was a safe bet that Avery had at least one.