[ Coulson doesn't say anything, just does as he's told, but he's waiting and watching for her to come back, with some of that earlier tension seeping back into his posture. It's not that he thinks they're in danger, but they are in an unknown place (well, she has the advantage of time, whereas this is all new to him) and he's not sure what could be waiting in the wings. ]

That's all right. This is just fine, thank you, Skye.

[ He tries to smile reassuringly, but it does fall a little bit flat, in spite of his best efforts. ]

This place is a dream. Or a dreamscape, and we're all asleep.

[ He pauses. ]

And deer have something to do with things here too.

[ He's not 100% sure on that one. ]