"I don't see what the problem is. Your reality wouldn't have a project like this," she stated simply. That was the basis for her telling him... apart from an odd sense of guilt. He was far too nice to someone as bitter and jaded as her - a niceness that his counterpart had slowly lost as his needs had taken over. It reminded her of how he had used to be, before they all had lost themselves with their new duties.

She closed her eyes, pushing up her glasses out of habit. "It's part of what I've been working on the past few months; why I wasn't here very often. It's my job to classify dimensions in an attempt to find a new home for humanity."