Ah... you're speaking of the base, banal reality that while those of us that survived the dream probably drew ourselves here, other sleepers have likely arrived by the will of the Pthumerians? No... that's probably true. And their purposes are inscrutable as ever. I doubt it's something quite so crass and obvious as Julia's desperate bid for protectors.

Perhaps we are meant to 'carve our own path.' We are the ones who gave this world its mold and shape. So, perhaps we are here to finish that task?