This Dylan Knows

Quianna's POV The dinner ended and now Dylan and I were only lounging at their living room. I already know that everything is just under my delusions, not with its literal meaning but the point is I am witnessing a person that really came from the parallel world as what we know. I am looking at him as he watches the television like he already knows what would happen next. I was just eating chips and I do not know what to say, should I ask him directly or should I just pretend that I did not notice anything? "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked to me and I faced him. "Huh?" I mumbled. "Looks like you were debating by yourself, do you need some help?" he asked to me and I eyes were wavering, avoiding his gaze and at the same time peeking at him. "You can say it, I think I already have the idea." he continued and I let out a deep sigh. "Alright, enough with these pretentious actions. I know that you are not from here and I wanted to know why you approached me." I dir