"I cannot wait to see the look on your face tomorrow morning when you realize this wasn't a dream," she says, and then, because she has this nifty new teleportation, she siezes him by the front of his shirt and then they are in her guest room and the door is closed and locked and the walls are even more soundproof, by magic, and then she is on him and kissing him.

That's more like how he expected the dream to be going, complete with the dream-logic where you're in a different place without knowing how you got there.

It's an excellent dream.

Goes on longer than most of these dreams.

And also started with 'the Enemy's dead, your dad's alive, you can read with magic, it's clearly pulling out all the stops on the sex dream front'.

Except that at some point he's going to have to sleep. And wake up again. Not in his room.

"...Odette?"

"Mm," she mumbles contentedly into his shoulder, still mostly asleep.

Now he is really confused. Hello? Anyone?

What is it? she asks, rubbing sleep from her eyes.

...where are we, what happened, I definitely went to sleep in my own bed...

...No, see, that wasn't a dream.

Another interdimensional teleporter showed up, killed the Enemy, and resurrected everyone.

No, I resurrected everyone.

"...I swear I'm going to stand up in a second?"

He makes a face and lies there trembling and then stands up. 

I don't think that works in dreams but I've never had occasion to try...

I'd suggest pinching, that's traditional where I come from, but I'm pretty sure if that was going to convince you it would have last night.

...real?

Yep. This is real. Oh please don't let him be regretting last night after all.

Odette, I'm so sorry....

"...Yeah, I get it, I should have--I shouldn't have taken your word for it when you thought you weren't talking to the real me." And if her heart's shriveling up like a grape that wants nothing more than to be a raisin when it grows up that's not his problem.

"You should have slapped me. Eru. I'm sorry - I was such an idiot - "I'm assuming you'll be down to hook up with me" - I don't know what I can possibly say -"

"You thought it wasn't real."

"And that wasn't an acceptable way to treat even a version of you who was a figment of my imagination. Eru. I - I don't have any idea how to - what do you want from me -"

"...Do you regret it? Aside from the, admittedly regret-worthy, pickup line."

"....I would have wanted to do it all properly. Get married, if you want that."

"I don't think I want to get married. Not right now, not right away. Maybe later. Probably later. I just--I love you. I was scared you wouldn't really want me when you knew it was real. Right now I would like to be hugged, please."