It does seem to have some of that sort of quality to it, although, I must admit my own dreams are never quite like this. But perhaps I am but a figment of your or someone else's imagination, whose own knowings and experiences are but the backdrop of the wider play at hand.

[ He says this with utter seriousness, and even seems to pause and consider it himself for a moment. ]

Or perhaps this world is just very quaint and very strange, and we should enjoy it for what it is. Would you like to get up and walk with me, for a while? I heard tell that there is an orchard at the edge of town, and I should very much like to see it.