"Clearly you did get out, so I wouldn't call that 'nothing'," he says, maybe more lighthearted than the situation strictly deserves, particularly considering that their opponents can, apparently, rewrite reality to suit whatever they want people to see, because this isn't reality.

No one thinks like that. You're just overreacting. You've always been hard on yourself, Connie.

There's that name again. He knew her. Or someone in his head did, one of the voices that manages to shrink back when the others scream twice as loud. Connie.

"What about tells? Glitches in the matrix, stuff like that?"