“He would most likely not,” she stared out Athena’s office window. “But aside from the obvious there are other implications to consider,” the alicorn explained carefully. “The dreamscape is a wild place, one I manage to navigate merely because I am familiar. I understand the basic thought processes of the average pony. We have no guarantee that his mind works in the same way. I may very well lose my way, or possibly my own sanity. Dreams are one thing, they are often whimsical… immaterial things. The mind itself is another beast entirely.”