That's what I would think. [he'll be brushing away tracks, walking backwards behind the massive bear creature if they start moving. He wants his own boot prints swept away, too. Good to be thorough!]

... guess this is all a dream. They could maybe just suddenly appear or fly or something. Dreams don't need to make sense. [this is remarkably realistic for a dream, yet he can tell it is one. Feels lame he doesn't get to just control it all! He thought that's what was supposed to happen if you knew you were in one. Lame. So lame.]