[ She knows for certain-- having been assisting him-- that he's got quite a few projects of his own going on. He's still investigating whatever it is that he might be able to obtain from the outside world. He's converting his home into a lab. They're still working on an engine and power source. No wonder he hasn't been to the VR lately, if he hasn't thought about it much until now. ]
When entering the VR, we [ That's a general "we". ] know it doesn't feel "real" because of what may compare it to. In dreams, more often than not, we remain ignorant to any discrepancy. [ Lucid ones aside. ] If that false reality is all you've even known, it would be difficult, if not futile, to know how to break from it without assistance from the true reality outside, or some flaw in the original design of the simulation.
It is unlikely a replication would be completely perfect. Which would mean searching for flaws.
[Because this was only a short part of his life, he'd known much outside of it.]
I have... preferred not to waste time on the VR machines, but perhaps it would be better to assess their imperfections in order to gain insight on what we should look for outside of them.
[A brief pause, as he had some distaste for that idea.]
[ No one likes to be told that they live in a false reality. For many, it would be a harrowing thought to even entertain.
The best simulations are pocket dimensions. Indistinguishable from reality, unless the subject is otherwise informed. She shutters someone in one, herself, beneath two layers: first, with sleep; second, within the dimension itself.
She hears the displeasure in his voice. ] Proving reality to be reality.... would be a whole new ordeal. Far more than any project you've been working on so far.
Perhaps... it would be best to let these ideas be, Besithia, and focus on what matters more.
[Again he took his time to consider it. He knew exactly what he intended to do, what he always intended to do, but he at least considered his circumstances here.]
I have never made it a habit to be dissatisfied with my life. [Sure, he got frustrated and all sometimes, but in general he leaned more positive.]
The circumstances here do not change my decision. Especially if they may be falsified. I would far prefer to face a horrible reality than be diverted by a comforting falsehood. If one flees, then there is no chance of creating a better reality for the future.
[ There is a smile in her voice now. It seems that she approves of his answer. Isn't it wonderful? Alone, she doubts someone would be able to handle a devastating truth. Together with someone, one would be able to, for they would be able to assist each other to stand. ]
Well, he accomplished what he needed to, and was able to navigate social necessities for work. It was a little hard to say when he didn't usually worrying about trying.]
...I have always been different from others, I am aware of that. It isn't uncommon for others to misunderstand me or my intentions. However, I have always been able to communicate what was necessary. I have never had much need to form anything beyond that.
[At least she didn't have to worry about offending him.]
[ GIVE. Her a moment. She needs to think of a response. He's so blunt! ] Companionship, I mean. [ And sure, sure, fucking can go hand in hand with that, but that wasn't just what she was implying! ]
Still better than talking about testing if this is virtual reality. ]
Er, yes. Someone who you value. [ A beat, then she adds-- ] More than, say, whatever... um, practical use they have for you. [ Be that "practical use" working on a project for him or, uh, engaging in something sexual. ]
[It had been officially recognized as a friendship, so he can confirm that now.
Did he value him beyond practical use? It did start with scientific fascination, and he had been rather helpful in many ways. But, he didn't always expect assistance.]
I suppose I prefer to have his company rather than not the majority of the time. [He had his limits, though. He was hardly obsessive and didn't necessarily want to be with someone 24/7.]
[ Children know what care means! Children! How deep must she go with this man.
She's about to speak-- to say something else, perhaps, but stops. Only after a delayed moment does she speak again. ] Care... with feeling. With one's heart.
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When entering the VR, we [ That's a general "we". ] know it doesn't feel "real" because of what may compare it to. In dreams, more often than not, we remain ignorant to any discrepancy. [ Lucid ones aside. ] If that false reality is all you've even known, it would be difficult, if not futile, to know how to break from it without assistance from the true reality outside, or some flaw in the original design of the simulation.
[ She has more to say, but she stops here. ]
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[Because this was only a short part of his life, he'd known much outside of it.]
I have... preferred not to waste time on the VR machines, but perhaps it would be better to assess their imperfections in order to gain insight on what we should look for outside of them.
[A brief pause, as he had some distaste for that idea.]
I do not like them.
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The best simulations are pocket dimensions. Indistinguishable from reality, unless the subject is otherwise informed. She shutters someone in one, herself, beneath two layers: first, with sleep; second, within the dimension itself.
She hears the displeasure in his voice. ] Proving reality to be reality.... would be a whole new ordeal. Far more than any project you've been working on so far.
Perhaps... it would be best to let these ideas be, Besithia, and focus on what matters more.
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Are you not happy with what you currently have... Right here, right now?
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I have never made it a habit to be dissatisfied with my life. [Sure, he got frustrated and all sometimes, but in general he leaned more positive.]
The circumstances here do not change my decision. Especially if they may be falsified. I would far prefer to face a horrible reality than be diverted by a comforting falsehood. If one flees, then there is no chance of creating a better reality for the future.
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And if that horrible reality hurt those you care for?
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It would be preferable to handle the truth together.
[He was very much, fiercely, opposed to living any sort of lie.]
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"If" you were?
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Besithia.... Do you have... [ How does she ask this. ] trouble forming relationships?
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Well, he accomplished what he needed to, and was able to navigate social necessities for work. It was a little hard to say when he didn't usually worrying about trying.]
...I have always been different from others, I am aware of that. It isn't uncommon for others to misunderstand me or my intentions. However, I have always been able to communicate what was necessary. I have never had much need to form anything beyond that.
[At least she didn't have to worry about offending him.]
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Have... you ever wanted more than was was "necessary" from those you interact with?
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Yes, I was interested in copulating once.
[And that was completely unnecessary behavior.]
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--Um.
[ GIVE. Her a moment. She needs to think of a response. He's so blunt! ] Companionship, I mean. [ And sure, sure, fucking can go hand in hand with that, but that wasn't just what she was implying! ]
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Hmm.
Do you mean something akin to a friend?
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Still better than talking about testing if this is virtual reality. ]
Er, yes. Someone who you value. [ A beat, then she adds-- ] More than, say, whatever... um, practical use they have for you. [ Be that "practical use" working on a project for him or, uh, engaging in something sexual. ]
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Well, I do have one friend.
[It had been officially recognized as a friendship, so he can confirm that now.
Did he value him beyond practical use? It did start with scientific fascination, and he had been rather helpful in many ways. But, he didn't always expect assistance.]
I suppose I prefer to have his company rather than not the majority of the time. [He had his limits, though. He was hardly obsessive and didn't necessarily want to be with someone 24/7.]
Why do you ask?
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You care about this friend, correct?
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She's about to speak-- to say something else, perhaps, but stops. Only after a delayed moment does she speak again. ] Care... with feeling. With one's heart.
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