[She'd noticed all of that, yes, but thought it impolite to comment; instead, she'd just tried to make the boutique as safe a space for him as possible.]

No, I don't imagine it would. [Unless it showed up as another world in the same way the Freelancers' home had, Celestia forbid.]

[She pauses at his question, trying to make sure of her answer before she says anything to him.]

I...may be. I think so. I may just need a bit of time.

[She reaches out and lays a hoof on his knee. She'd go for his shoulder, but that's a bit out of her reach.]

The least I can do is try to make this a good dream for you. You are my friend, after all.