He makes a disgusted noise in the back of his throat, more than ready to turn away from the conversation when he can manage to get the last word in before he does. There's a good chance she'll use this against him in some petty trivial way, but perhaps there's little blessings knowing this could've been worse.

It could've been Travis.

"Thank you," he says with a hint of sarcasm. A part of him wants to try to fight her on this, that they're mostly certainly not fetish dreams (maybe a lie) but he figures that's just digging the hole deeper the more he fights.

"Would've been just fine as it was just a dream, but your concern was and is greatly appreciated."

The sarcasm subsides, however. He's back to his neutral expression, pulling it all together carefully as he always does after a harrowing or distressing situation.