Kiley didn't want to waste anymore time on Simms. The guy was a creep and right now, harmless. She wanted to know more about Reginald, and what happened. Chewing on her lower lip, she glanced at the window, wondering if maybe they were all in Great Britain.
"Maybe... maybe they had just created a space for you to fit your needs... or your home, the way they design our rooms to our tastes," she said, gesturing around. "I'm sorry you were alone, though. That must have been lonely. I mean, what did the robot do? Did they just leave you alone? Did they communicate to you at all?"