Jamie takes one good look at the Dinolfos and boggles a little - he's never seen anything like them before. "Aye," he agrees heartily. "Running is a good plan." As the crack of a musket is heard, he mentally adjusts it to an 'excellent' plan, and takes off, hoping Sheik will follow and not go in a different direction.

Something is tugging at the back of his mind, though, something about the situation. How can this be happening? It's almost as if...

"Am I dreaming?" It feels like he's awake, but there's just enough off that he's beginning to think he's not.

Even so, he can hear the sounds of enemies behind him, so asleep or awake, he's going to continue with the running.