Rosa sat patiently and listened to what they had to say. She was just a creation? Her memories didn't mean anything, they were just fiction, created by the mind? The more questions that were answered, the more that arose. She nodded along, pretending that she understood. The...unstable ones as Samuel had put it, had intrigued Alice, Rosa was too busy thinking about her memories. For once, Alice came out to get answers, not to cause trouble.
"Just so you know, it's Alice. Rosa is being strange. These uh, others, the ones who are the bad guys...what do they have against us, surely we should be helping each other if we're different from normal people? What is Doc's problem, aren't we the same? Did something happen to him? This girl you're talking about, she's interesting me. What's her name?"
Alice sat more casually, sliding down the chair. She crossed her leg over the other, doing it slowly to create the illusion of relaxation. She awaited her answer, whilst leaning on the plush seat.