Karena shakes her head. "You don't get it, do you? Of course you don't, they've mastered their art so well they don't need devices to do the job. I can't blame you for believing what you were taught, but if one person dared to use their mind when and how they weren't asked to, and if you were that person, I might consider it. But I can't help you if you say you love me but it's so clear who, or what truly has your heart." Karena leaves, a strange heaviness in the pit of her stomach. She goes into her dorm to have something to eat. She wanders the halls, munching on a hot dog.