Kat quirked her eyebrow. She tried to wrap her head around it but there was so much off about that statement. And while her father did not always make sense, this seemed off for him. But she didn't let it show. She needed to keep the conversation going, stir it into a direction where she could test her theories.
"Oh... you mean... uhm, like when we were in the park yesterday. You know when I was working on the yellow butterfly? And you created that rock? And I didn't really notice it even though something felt off. I did not remember a rock but because I saw it I tricked myself into believing it existed?"