Iman is loving this. Rush and his cat are just such a pair of bitches to each other, she could bear witness to this all day. She clears her throat, endeavoring to look serious, when he directs his attention back to her.

"Yeah," she says. "Would have been about a month ago. Different setting, but everyone had these talking animals. They're like - well, to understand it I think we're gonna have to delve into the soft sciences a bit, but I think they might be the subconscious. Or maybe the soul, to get needlessly spiritual. I bet a lot of people would call it that."

She's enjoying, a little bit, how uncomfortable Rush is with the premise. She finds it fascinating - it's here, it works, she's felt the effects firsthand. That's enough fro her.

"Well I'm me," says Aqil, surprising her somewhat. "I'm you, too, but I'm still me, even when I'm a part of you. That's all I know."

Well, how completely imprecise. She smirks at him. He's at least partly just trying to mess with Rush, isn't he.

Aqil makes a little birdlike click and says nothing.