Re: Crichton/Babs
She laughed and shrugged, okay she could understand that. "Okay fair," She allowed, "What about the rest of it though, the town, that damn heat, the doors?" She wondered. Because yeahs he could see if this was all there was how it would seem too good to be true, but there was a lot more than just Vegas to consider.
But she got the feeling that he'd experienced a lot more interesting things than just that so maybe all of it felt that way.
She'd had someone mess with her head before, making her doubt her own memories and even her own identity, so she got how that could be confusing, but nothing about her time in the town made her feel that way. Hard as it might be to believe it, she was fairly convinced that they were all well and truly stuck there.
"What makes something real though?" She asked him then, because maybe it was all temporary and just something they'd have to give up in time. Did that make it any less real? "I mean say you're not really here, what's the harm in living like you are?"