He looked at his hands. He knew how the dream realm worked, but he had never actually... actively tried to modify it before. Which, now that the man mentioned it, might have been grossly underusing the things the realms had to offer every time they visited.

"I think I am." He had a lot of training in projecting his minds and his thoughts thanks to Aquaman, and parenting a turtle had meant he was practically opening up his mind to whatever she was feeling or doing a little more every day. But it wasn't the same as what the man was asking.

So it took a few tries. Eventually, though, he had a brush and some old-looking papers in his hand and he gave the man a grin. "Hah! Got it."