Shifts like this don't happen in reality.

[a_red_die]

{The first thing he does once his head clears is reach into his pocket and draw out his die clenching it firmly in his hand. The second thing is does is turn and look for anyone else from the team. Instead he sees what looks like…}

Chicago…?

{He frowns.}

We got off the plane in L.A.

{He digs in his pocket for his phone to find it dead. Immediately, he rips the sim card out and discards the actually phone.}

Useless bloody--

{Now he knows he’s spent too much time around his team if he’s cursing like Eames. His hand drifts to his back under his suit jacket and trench for his glock and then stops coming back to the front.}

It would alert the projections if I am dreaming, but….

{He clenches his totem.}

I don’t think I am.