( It was ... well, illusions, however real in a physical sense or trapped within the confines of a mind, can certainly do more, as can delving into her bloodline's subconscious, apparently, but these aren't relevant in any way she sees or chooses to comment on. So yes. Here, the simulation has limits. )
Would it have allowed us to die?
( Is her rhetorical question, because she can't see the benefit and doesn't expect him to answer. Injure, to whatever degree, sure. Death removes them out of use, and teaches nothing. For the most part. )
Thank you for coming on stage, Chishiya.
( She says his name a touch slower than she would a more familiar one, but it's care for the unfamiliar, and respect for what mangling names feels like (politically). Better to try and not cause frictions from first meeting.
... Ignoring the thrown drink and the 'performance' on stage. )
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Would it have allowed us to die?
( Is her rhetorical question, because she can't see the benefit and doesn't expect him to answer. Injure, to whatever degree, sure. Death removes them out of use, and teaches nothing. For the most part. )
Thank you for coming on stage, Chishiya.
( She says his name a touch slower than she would a more familiar one, but it's care for the unfamiliar, and respect for what mangling names feels like (politically). Better to try and not cause frictions from first meeting.
... Ignoring the thrown drink and the 'performance' on stage. )