"Probably best not to think about that, for all we know we might will it into existence." She wiggles her fingers spookily, as if that might ward off any inclination of bringing such events to fruition.

"Something like that, yeah," she begins, pausing to mess with some of the ice in her glass. "...You remember that meat wall dream world from a little while back? That's from my world. Part of it is, at least. I see that place regularly at home."