Perhaps the dream hasn't ended. Maybe this is a separate dream in its own respect. It could very well be real, though; the only thing really separating York from Japan and his previous location is an ocean.

"I pinched myself Zach. I don't think this is a dream." He says softly to nobody that can be seen, bringing the car to a stop near the bike. Once he's out of the car, he decides to join him.

"I'm guessing this is your area of expertise. Need any help, or should I leave it to you?"