"Yeah," Sam replied to both questions at the same time and followed towards the tree by a few steps.

"I mean, it's weird, right? That some things from Deerington followed us here? That was a dream and this isn't as far as we know, but things from there keep showing up. Our cabin appeared, my brother's car and horse. Your trees are living things and they're real now."

Which, okay, saying it aloud sounded more stupid than he intended but it made his point either way. Things that were created in a dream- whilst real to them- were actually real here.

"That doesn't sound like agriculture to me, that sounds like magic. And by all accounts there isn't much farming going on around this place."

Just in Feed and even then it sounded kinda dire.