Tim, stop- [He followed, grabbing Tim's wrist to stop him from totally running away.] It wasn't just a dream. [Tim had actively changed the plot, because the usual recurring nightmare ended in the other Tim shooting him and reminding him that this was his fault, if he hadn't died, this wouldn't have happened. And now he would be totally unsurprised if that plot twist became a frequent occurrence.

Was it even possible to have nightmares about nightmares?

He sighed.] We don't need to make a huge deal out of this. But it would kill me to lose you. [He smiled a little, trying to lighten what he was saying a little.] Can we just promise to try to not die? I think we both suck at dealing with this kind of thing.