The Admiral. Whoever designed this simulation. Take your pick.
[Shaw knows from experience that Franky doesn't stand for her "this isn't real" talk, which is actually completely fine with her; she prefers a straight-forward Stop being ridiculous to a lot of other approaches. But the words come out anyway, and she exhales sharply, redirecting.]
There's someone at home.
[Or there was. There will be. Whatever. It's not something she likes telling people, for the most part, but she's made the odd exception here and there and she supposes that this should be one of them.]
So, you know. My head getting messed with like this kinda sucks.
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[Shaw knows from experience that Franky doesn't stand for her "this isn't real" talk, which is actually completely fine with her; she prefers a straight-forward Stop being ridiculous to a lot of other approaches. But the words come out anyway, and she exhales sharply, redirecting.]
There's someone at home.
[Or there was. There will be. Whatever. It's not something she likes telling people, for the most part, but she's made the odd exception here and there and she supposes that this should be one of them.]
So, you know. My head getting messed with like this kinda sucks.