"I haven't the slightest idea." It's a bit of a bald admission for her, but really it ought to be no surprise she hasn't any more idea of what's going on than anyone else. Stella, for all her investigative skills, was just as thrown by her sudden... arrival? transition? to this place as the rest of them, and she hasn't had time to sit down and try to sort the details.
"It wouldn't surprise me if they were meant to be tracking devices of some sort," she hazards a guess. Not the most pleasant thought, but given who (or what) they're dealing with — well. She would not put it past the observers to find some additional means of tracking their every move.
"From the state of the buildings it seems as if no one's lived here in years," she says, "and—" A nod at the horizon, where there used to be a canyon wall blocking the way through. "The canyon's vanished."
Vanished, as if one can simply erase a wall of rock from existence as if it had never been. She hasn't got around to the whole simulation idea yet, but once she does, all of this nonsense might start to seem a little more clear.
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"It wouldn't surprise me if they were meant to be tracking devices of some sort," she hazards a guess. Not the most pleasant thought, but given who (or what) they're dealing with — well. She would not put it past the observers to find some additional means of tracking their every move.
"From the state of the buildings it seems as if no one's lived here in years," she says, "and—" A nod at the horizon, where there used to be a canyon wall blocking the way through. "The canyon's vanished."
Vanished, as if one can simply erase a wall of rock from existence as if it had never been. She hasn't got around to the whole simulation idea yet, but once she does, all of this nonsense might start to seem a little more clear.