"This place isn’t safe?", she scoffed. "Okay, seriously dude, I’m not particularly thrilled to be here, but it’s crawling with security guards, and staff at least seem fairly harmless, even if they’re always trying to psychoanalyze you and claim they’re here to help. I highly doubt this is one of the more dangerous places out there"
"Safe in your own home? Right. Sure. If you’re talking purely in terms of safety, I’m thinking your home isn’t quite on par with this place, unless your home is a glorified prison packed with security guards", she rolled her eyes. "Untrustworthy technology? What the hell are you even talking about, crazy? What, are you one of those paranoid types?"
"But how do you know that they're who they say they are? How do you know we aren't being drugged and sedated to that they can do experiments on us?" He asked, his bandaged arms flailing as he spoke intensely.
"I was safe there, no machines, I knew who was there since it was just my family and there were no threats like there are here." he replied seriously, "People can hack into and control machines, there is no way to trust it! These things around here could be boosting the signal from the chips they planted in me..."
