"Then I feel compelled to assure you that the faceless dissolving weirdos aren't the norm around here," Stacia says, moving closer. Her jumpsuit is curiously large on her, all things considered. It may even been a larger jumpsuit than he's wearing.

She shrugs, glancing with all apparent idleness up and and down the hall.

"You'd think that, yeah, but their logic is business-people logic, not real-people logic. Have you seen the the smile-camera outside the cafeteria?"