It's real to the people living it. [She leans close for a moment, her gaze intent.] It's real enough when they go home each day to a family. Children. They will fight to keep it, if they can. Are you sure destroying that happiness is the right thing to do?

[She doesn't know if she wants to hear his answer. She doesn't want to think about what he believes, contemplate whether or not what he says is more real than this. But there's part of her that will always doubt a perfect life. She's been through Shifts, she's been through worse, and she can look at the blunt facts from angles others won't want to see.

If he was right... how long did they have?]