[If she's trying, she wouldn't be circling them. That's not her style. She lets her work do the talking. Most of the time. She's well-known in all the right and wrong places.]

I am. Unfortunately. Not as much as others, but it's not much of a secret this beast of mine is wired directly into the rest of me.

[Unsettling as it all is, it's facts for her. She uses technology, not becomes one with it. The interface is still working its way into her nerves, getting a feel for her, and her for it.]

It may be bullshit to you, but it's all very real. [Isha stops, narrows her eyes.] But something tells me you won't believe it anyway, will you, Nowhere Man? This isn't real to you.

[Much in the same way she doesn't think any of this is real either. Though he is eerily real-seeming to her.]

You're still on smartphones. We've moved past those ages ago.