This is what Izzy is struggling with the most....the glitches. It's what she wants to know about, wants to talk about, and needs to figure out pretty badly. If Alec, Jace, Clary, Max, and everybody else that she remembers aren't really real she's got to find a way to deal with that. The unfortunate thing is that she isn't sure that she actually can because they feel real. Steve doesn't know everything, though, and this is a harsh reminder of that.
No matter the fact that he's moved up in ran, and that she gets the sense that he wants what is best for everyone here like them, he's still not in charge here. He's just like her, or any other person that was brought in. He's just got a slightly higher clearance, which means that he doesn't have all the answers....even if he'd probably like them and Izzy wouldn't mind him having them.
"I'll take what you believe." Izzy nods, understanding that she'll have to develop her own beliefs, and work through the information herself, ultimately. She's pretty sure that she can still trust her own mind...for the most part. Though, first waking up hadn't given her that exact impression she was feeling a little bit more like herself...the self that she remembers. Studying Steve, Izzy takes in what he's saying very carefully. Steve's verdict is real. Izzy wants to believe him, badly. Is he right, though, is the question? The Computer, and those closest to it, have a clear reason to lie: control. So, it's not impossible for Izzy to think that it's a tactic to try and confuse, control, and maybe even indoctrinate the people here.
The how doesn't matter so much right now. Other things do. Why haven't they just gotten rid of the memories, Izzy wonders. Though, she supposes that even if their science has taken some leaps and bounds they aren't to the point of perfection....yet and for her and everyone else here that's a good thing. Memories, not glitches, make people what they are after all.
"My memories seem real. They're vivid, so...I had to ask." Izzy agrees, reaching up to much her hair behind her ears, exposing the rune on one side of her neck while she zeroes back in on Steve, so that she can pay attention to everything that he has to say. And damned if he doesn't still make sense, on some levels, anyway, especially with the story that Steve shares. Izzy takes a beat, working the information over in her head for a moment. Steve was sure about what he's seen, so Izzy is too for now. "Nobody survives literally blowing themselves up, there wouldn't even be anything to autopsy." She murmurs, giving Steve yet another nod. "So, they start with the truth, but don't give the whole truth to us, ultimately. That could be for a lot of reasons." Izzy tacks her own comment on before sighing. She wasn't going to figure this all out in a day, unfortunately.
There was no way out. Izzy was here. That meant that she had to work within the parameters given; Alec would manage it more successfully, but she'd definitely do her best.
"I think those are all my serious questions for today." Izzy admits, definitely feeling more of an overwhelming weight from the information than she thought she would feel. "I appreciate your honesty, Steve." Izzy speaks, earnestly. She's not got everything, but this....well, it's definitely a start.
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No matter the fact that he's moved up in ran, and that she gets the sense that he wants what is best for everyone here like them, he's still not in charge here. He's just like her, or any other person that was brought in. He's just got a slightly higher clearance, which means that he doesn't have all the answers....even if he'd probably like them and Izzy wouldn't mind him having them.
"I'll take what you believe." Izzy nods, understanding that she'll have to develop her own beliefs, and work through the information herself, ultimately. She's pretty sure that she can still trust her own mind...for the most part. Though, first waking up hadn't given her that exact impression she was feeling a little bit more like herself...the self that she remembers. Studying Steve, Izzy takes in what he's saying very carefully. Steve's verdict is real. Izzy wants to believe him, badly. Is he right, though, is the question? The Computer, and those closest to it, have a clear reason to lie: control. So, it's not impossible for Izzy to think that it's a tactic to try and confuse, control, and maybe even indoctrinate the people here.
The how doesn't matter so much right now. Other things do. Why haven't they just gotten rid of the memories, Izzy wonders. Though, she supposes that even if their science has taken some leaps and bounds they aren't to the point of perfection....yet and for her and everyone else here that's a good thing. Memories, not glitches, make people what they are after all.
"My memories seem real. They're vivid, so...I had to ask." Izzy agrees, reaching up to much her hair behind her ears, exposing the rune on one side of her neck while she zeroes back in on Steve, so that she can pay attention to everything that he has to say. And damned if he doesn't still make sense, on some levels, anyway, especially with the story that Steve shares. Izzy takes a beat, working the information over in her head for a moment. Steve was sure about what he's seen, so Izzy is too for now. "Nobody survives literally blowing themselves up, there wouldn't even be anything to autopsy." She murmurs, giving Steve yet another nod. "So, they start with the truth, but don't give the whole truth to us, ultimately. That could be for a lot of reasons." Izzy tacks her own comment on before sighing. She wasn't going to figure this all out in a day, unfortunately.
There was no way out. Izzy was here. That meant that she had to work within the parameters given; Alec would manage it more successfully, but she'd definitely do her best.
"I think those are all my serious questions for today." Izzy admits, definitely feeling more of an overwhelming weight from the information than she thought she would feel. "I appreciate your honesty, Steve." Izzy speaks, earnestly. She's not got everything, but this....well, it's definitely a start.