"A little closer to Clarke, actually. At least the third law." [she looks at some of the receeding plant life, shaking her head] "I'm certainly not sure whether to call some of it science or magic. I wouldn't be surprised if the daemons are acting according to Asimov though."

[the laws did stay a part of popular conciousness for a reason, after all. They made sense. Well, when they weren't the reason everything went to hell, anyway.

She sighs, nodding] Yeah. I think all of us will be. Unless there are people who from places where they were aware they were part of--oh god, no, I'm not even going to consider that because down that road you run into the Matrix and every movie that made me want to throw popcorn at the screen. [she likes cheesy scifi as much as the next 80s kid, but her inner programmer wept sometimes okay]

It does raise the question of how many people here are from places that didn't even have telephones, let alone computers and...everything. How different is this from home, for you? [she was bad at small talk when she wasn't at the end of the world, she knows it's grasping at straws but it's a step up from talking about the weather]