if there are this many people whose lives are supposed to be lies... we're all real.

[It's a little hard to imagine this in the vein of those science-fiction films where everything turned out to be holograms, or everyone was shut up in a made-up town, or whatever. He quite deliberately doesn't think about what that means for those who aren't here with them. It doesn't matter right now.

It is a little awkward, but it's also a bit of a welcome distraction from everything to try to reorient this particular interaction. It helps that Lonán is someone Haruka would consider under his protection. That's the way it works, right?]

i feel like i should check the ventilation in the greenhouse.

[It's unlikely at this point that they've all been inhaling something. But still.]