Private Finished What Even is a "Person"

"Of course you are fascinating. A cornerstone of science is making sense of what is existing, what is vague, what is not understood. And you are a treasure trove of questions and mysteries. And it is of no consequence if you do not understand yourself as humans took centuries to understand their biology. In fact, they are discovering new information about their own species even now." Belladonna looked on while Sela produced a pencil from within their being. Belladonna nodded and recalculated her thoughts on the matter. "So rather than a pointer towards coordinates, you yourself are an array. Is your space larger than what you appear in this plane?"

"You're welcome," she smiled. So Sela had an infinite space inside them, which would make sense considering she was, in essence, a dream world given form. She could make a number of things, but couldn't bring them out into the physical plane. "When people enter you, how do they find the exit? And can they make things in the dream world as well?" Belladonna was very curious about what Sela could do. And it wasn't just lip service when she said she wanted to learn more about the anomalous creature, not that Belladonna would ever call her that, it was just how she categorized the things she couldn't make sense of yet. But she felt that she was only getting closer to understanding. Yes, more questions are brought up with everything Sela reveals about herself, but the light of knowledge, as it grows brighter, peels away more of the fog, revealing curiosities within. Sometimes exponentially. It is likely that Sela's fog covered a gigantic area, but Belladonna was happy to learn little by little.

An exit appears when a person wants to go out? That is convenient, she thought. However, Sela was distraught at the thought, saying that it meant they weren't a good host if that were to happen. In response, Belladonna said, "That can't be the only reason. Just because someone walks away from the fun, doesn't mean they disliked it. I have seen people pull themselves away for something less enjoyable in order to fulfill an errand, job, or need. So It may not be the reason they want to leave." All the while, Belladonna was considering asking to enter Sela's world as she was curious about it, but thought she had better consult her mother first. Primarily because she wasn't organic, which could affect Sela and her differently. And she was much more complex than a pencil. Not to mention the android was dangerous should something happen to her core.

"I sometimes wonder that myself," the android would say, looking back to her books and being reminded of why she had such a pile. "People created so many ways to escape reality but rarely go in fully. They eventually grow depressed it seems. It goes for people in luxury, who could have anything. It makes me think they enjoy the hardship. Perhaps that is just in their programming." She looked back to Sela to see what she thought about the matter.

A lack of imagination? Was that a problem people had? Looking back at her mother and all the brilliant minds of the worlds in their respective circles, their imagination had to be extremely expansive. But perhaps lesser known people did suffer from that. The people who didn't rise to notoriety. That must be due to their genetic programming, which was not unlike her digital programming by her standards. This train of thought was pushed to another thread as a well-known tabletop game was brought up. "Yes, I know of it," she'd nod in affirmation. "Its an early predecessor to its digital counterparts under the RPG and text-based genre."