I don't either a good portion of the time, to be honest. [ she adds an item or two to her plate — potatoes and roasted turkey legs that smell edible and don't look as questionable as certain types of nerf steaks. ] I've been told this place is supposedly virtual, that our bodies are laying dormant elsewhere. Not sure how much of that I believe.
[ the force was being frustratingly unhelpful in that department. if it was going to tell her anything, the least it could do is provide some sort of telling feeling on whether that was true or not. ]