Dream or not, he understood a threat when he saw one, and knew that his own dreams had a tendency to go wrong, even now. The problem was that she was between him and the nail bat currently propped up against the dresser. The only reason it was there and not closer to the bed was to prevent it from becoming a trip hazard as he was rarely at his best first thing in the morning.

The fact that his dreams usually insisted on following the same logic was frustrating. Which was still not enough to make him realize he wasn't dreaming.

No, instead he just said: "I don't think that's actually how it works. I was definitely having nightmares before I took one too many hits to the head."