"Yup. Since I managed to wake you up, you now have control over the ability and how the dimension grows and can open or close portals to and from it. But only when you sleep.There are others aspects of it that you might be able to control, but it varies for each dimension.

"I can make it safer. They could go back and live there, if they want."

"You will only be certain after sleeping and taking a 'look'. You won't sleep normally anymore, instead you will... experience expanding the dimension as you sleep, under your control. They can live in mine if yours isn't amenable to live in. I already know that I can create nearly-arbitrary stuff."

"I probably shouldn't sleep just yet. We have to figure out how to get in touch with your home."

It's like Scott punched Felix in the stomach.

"Don't... don't stay up for me. That is going to take a long time."

"I'm sure we can figure it out, together. Dreamshaping got you here, right? Do you have some other way to accidentally travel dimensions?"

"No way to travel between universes like that. What happened was unprecedented. I was visiting a place called the Shattered Skies -- in the fifties there was a weird chain reaction of portals off the coast of Florida, they burst open - the portals started to produce this weird threads of energy and one struck me."

"The other reason I am not very hopeful it will be easy is that, I... I am immortal, and my immortality connects me with a floating rock from which I can be reborn. When I got here it broke the connection and it gave me another rock. The connection is extremely and redundantly strong. For it to break it can't be easy for me to find a way back."

"There will be a copy of me back there. They won't know that I exist."

"I'm sorry. I can at least help you adjust to living here, until we find a way. There has to be something. I can talk to Dr. Deaton, and maybe the Nemeton could make a difference."

"Thank you," that does make him feel a little better, he should have at least considered the local magic before despairing so much. "Who is Dr. Deaton? And what is Nemeton?"

"Dr. Deaton is a druid. If there's magic that can help you, he'll know about it. The Nemeton is a local source of magic." 

"Druid? Like the Dragons and Dungeons thing that does nature magic?"

"Maybe? Ask Stiles- or Sky, I guess." 

Felix shakes his head. "Maybe? He looks a lot like... somebody that I used to know," Felix says regretting because that song is going to get stuck in his head, "are you going to introduce the two...?"

"Sure, I can do that. Who do you think would be easier to meet first?"

"No, I mean introducing them to each other. Why you want to introduce me to Stiles? Is he your friend? I already met Sky."

"I could be there, it might help if you have someone to reassure Sky's personhood."

"Sky is dream Stiles, I guess?"

"Yes, the one that you dreamed by accident! ...How do you think that is going to go? Between the original and the dream one? Not to mention" he doesn't want to use a pronoun that erases Sky's relationship "...the family?"

"He and Stiles will like each other, they just won't trust each other."

"Why not?"

"They're not generally very trusting people. If Sky is as much like Stiles as I think."

"That might vary. I am not entirely sure how you can like a copy of yourself while trusting them. Anyway, are we going to keep Sky a secret from his relatives? Like I said I can house them just fine, but that is a different thing from providing them with family."

"...Did he have parents in the dreamworld? I remember thinking he did, but I don't know if I can trust my memories of that world."

"Unless we missed them in our search they didn't exist in the sense of being... made of atoms or anything. There could've been memories of them, without they themselves being manifest."

"I remember them, and Sky might remember them, but they might just not exist? That's awful!"