"Is it?" Erin arches an eyebrow. "Life under siege sucks. We're less under siege here than I'm used to, and some people are content to play the long game. Some are actively fomenting rebellion, and still others are faced with interesting existential questions. There's a boy here who's dead - a ghost, to be precise. What happens to him if he goes to a real reality? What happens to all of us if this place just collapses? Hell, what if we end up in one of the dozen absolute hellscapes people here have come from? I won't jerk you around, I'm prepared to make a home here - it's that much better for me. But we're not insane." Beat. "Most of us aren't insane. And even madness has its method."