Dipper looked around with some confusion and curiosity as he took in his new surrundings. Dreams were rarely this well put together. He looked around the almost hazy scandanavian village before spotting the same boy he'd seen laying on the couch walking with a bucket of fish. Tilting his head, he hurried to catch up with him. In dreams, the demi demon had a lot more freedom, he could have floated over, or even just teleport, but he didn't want to scare the boy too bad, especially if he was already in a fragile state. "Hey, you," he greeted casually, stepping in stride with the other.