"No," she said. "I mean, I skimmed back a couple scrolls-worth but ... I didn't really dig in to anything." She shrugged a little, glancing briefly to Delaney before looking out over the city again. "Yeah," she agreed quietly. It was hard to believe. She didn't believe it. Not really. But wasn't it the sort of hopeful thing people were supposed to say?
"Maybe some people are there though. The ... I'd rather be dead than deal with this place. I mean, I haven't heard anything or whatever, but it's not like it's not a thing." She did want to protest that it couldn't be a hologram, that it couldn't look that realistic, but they did have some damn fine HD TVs on the market that really did make it feel like you were looking out a window. So why not just a projection?
"We should see if it loops," she murmured. "Find a fringe person, track them, see if they just pop back to one side of the square," she continued. Not that she had any intention of doing anything like that, but it was kind of funny to imagine someone visually stalking a person to see if they behaved like a real person or if they were a recording. Hologram. Whatever. "Watch for flickers or something," she murmured before she snorted a little. "Or say fuck it and go get breakfast."