[ Simon, probably mercifully, breaks eye contact. His incentive was kind of a kneejerk decision and he tends to forget some people actually wouldn’t have voluntarily joined without one. ] My human body, or something like it, but I don’t know anymore. If they can do everything they say they can do, I have to use it for something bigger. At least then I wouldn’t have to go back.

[ the more he learns about this near-infinite multiverse, the less appealing the already-unappealing thought of going back to PATHOS-II becomes. Maybe there’s a universe where he can plug in the Omnitool and talk to Catherine again, even. It’s beyond needle in a haystack, but still. ]