[ Rommy listens closely, ignoring his own memories for the moment ]

Shit, that's-

[ All incredibly fucked up ]

A jetpack? Robots? And whoever made this app expects you to believe this crap?

[ It's hypocritical, considering how real his own memories of monsters and death felt- feel, but he's willing to be hypocritical, if it convinces his twin.

Besides, there was just something so natural about the creature standing at his back, that is missing from Lonan's words about men in sunglasses with rocketpacks ]

Besides, it isn't even keeping straight what your name there's supposed to be.