Oh boy. Joker makes a huff that’s like half a laugh. “Ginko’s been at it with the pipe again,” he teases. “But then, I suppose I see what ya mean.”

Not once would he ever call himself the academic type, so it takes him a second to get his words together as he glances around at everything again. It feels real, looks real, and every other sense on the list is probably real too. “I guess it depends on what ya define as ‘real’, huh? I mean, if the boss is right, all this is just-” He twirls his fingers vaguely in the direction of his temple. “-it goes straight ta their brains, yeah? That’s how it works?”