[She lets out a sympathetic sigh. Sense. Right...]

Unfortunately there isn't a lot of sense here. It's a separate world from all others. It seems like any other world, with four seasons and a working city, town, etcetera, but there are things that can't really be explained. When we dream, for instance. Sometimes... These Dreamberries; the device we're talking through, will record and broadcast them.

Ah.. I'm sorry. If you'd like, I can help you find somewhere warm to stay? I'm part of the police force, so it won't be any trouble.

[It's still pretty weird announcing that. She's used to helping, but not really having a title like Police behind it.]