Joshua had left his key well enough alone - no point in tempting fate - so he watches Geis' key with no little curiosity, letting Geis' words file into his mind. He was automating the information intake process as he spoke for a more efficient flow of conversation; pretty soon, it would take no time at all for Geis' words to filter in. He pauses a minute, thinking how to answer the question...
"Very polite of you to back up, and it's a pleasure, Geis. Call me Techne. Now... How can you feel that we're in a dream?"
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"Very polite of you to back up, and it's a pleasure, Geis. Call me Techne. Now... How can you feel that we're in a dream?"