This guy was a serious junkie. Haseo found himself annoyed at him all over again, though it showed only in the way his brows knit together just a little more as he listened. Why exactly was it him and the others from 'The World' who were stuck running around in weird bodies, while just about everyone else seemed fine? Sure, there were benefits to being a real-life Adept Rogue- like how otherwise here he'd probably stand as much chance defending himself as a house cat catching a fish on the open sea, but on the other hand... really.
He crossed his arms, shifted his weight, and thought really hard, but nothing significant seemed to come to him out of what Scott was saying and asking. "There are... some similarities," he said, "but this is definitely not the game." He laughed slightly, though his tone was dry and obviously lacked any real amusement for the situation.
"Uh, but yeah, this body is my character from the online game called 'The World'... and I was definitely in the middle of something before I just-- woke up here, like this. There's a few of us, actually... some that I knew from before I got here and at least one that I didn't." He felt utterly ridiculous explaining this, and again his eyes drifted from where they were trained down at the Institute-given callouses on his hands to his friends having their own discussions. Hopefully giving some information could get some reflected back to him though.
"I know I kind of asked this earlier, but it's been a while since then..." ...And you seem a little more reasonable now and/or in person-- "Have you noticed anything weird that would make you think this is a computer game or... simulation? Like the walls glitching up...?" Or a friend spontaneously dying and then being fine the next morning... the normal, really.
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He crossed his arms, shifted his weight, and thought really hard, but nothing significant seemed to come to him out of what Scott was saying and asking. "There are... some similarities," he said, "but this is definitely not the game." He laughed slightly, though his tone was dry and obviously lacked any real amusement for the situation.
"Uh, but yeah, this body is my character from the online game called 'The World'... and I was definitely in the middle of something before I just-- woke up here, like this. There's a few of us, actually... some that I knew from before I got here and at least one that I didn't." He felt utterly ridiculous explaining this, and again his eyes drifted from where they were trained down at the Institute-given callouses on his hands to his friends having their own discussions. Hopefully giving some information could get some reflected back to him though.
"I know I kind of asked this earlier, but it's been a while since then..." ...And you seem a little more reasonable now and/or in person-- "Have you noticed anything weird that would make you think this is a computer game or... simulation? Like the walls glitching up...?" Or a friend spontaneously dying and then being fine the next morning... the normal, really.