“There isn’t much out here, you know?”
“I can’t tell.”
“Why? Because you can’t see what I’m NOT seeing or because you’re saying it just to be frustrating?”
“I doubt it would matter.”
“Really? Because it does matter and I think you’re just evading the question.”
“It matters whether I agree on whether or not there is or isn't much out here? Really?”
“No, not really. But if you want to argue for argument’s sake-”
“Isn’t that what you’re doing?”
“It is not. Like I said, if you want to argue that’s fine with me, I’m just trying to make pleasant conversation.”
“By stating the obvious?”
“The obvious?”
“Yeah, that there isn’t much out here.”
“Ha! You agree!”
“I didn’t say that. I just restated the absurd point you have been trying to make.”
“Trying to make? I said it once.”
“Once is more than enough to be considered trying.”
“Really? So now you’re an expert on the human language and the mind.”
“How does this have anything to do with the mind?”
“It has everything to do with the mind. It’s very psychological.”
“I don’t even know what we’re talking about anymore.”
“We’re talking about how there isn’t much out here.”
“Fine. I disagree.”
“You are so frustrating.”
“I mean sure. It’s vast and open and goes on for billions upon billions of - do they use miles out here? Kilometers? Some other term I’m failing to think of?”
“I think you can use whatever you want.”
“Great. Let’s go with miles.”
“Oh. Well, I wouldn’t use miles.”
“Oh. My. God. Really?”
“Yeah. I think it would be more appropriate to use kilometers since that’s what most of the world uses anyway.”
“But you said use whatever you- nevermind. Here’s the thing. We’re not on the world.”
“Nope. We’re out of this world. Get it?”
“Ha. Ha. When is this little experiment done anyway?”
“When you finally answer the question.”
“WHAT QUESTION!?”
“Fine. More of a statement.”
“Look, there’s a lot out here. Maybe we see it, maybe we don’t. But it’s out here. So no, I can’t agree with your statement. Happy?”
“For a rocket scientist you sure are vague on what you mean by lots of stuff out here.”
“I’m done talking.”
“But you just did.”
“What are we, 12? I’m done talking as soon as I finish these words.”
“Cool. Just trying to kill time til we can go back in. Not sure how long these breathing chips last anyway and it’s starting to feel a little cold out here.”
“Um Maggie?”
“I thought you said you were done talking?”
“There really is nothing out here.”
“Now you agree with me?”
“No, I mean, our life pod. It’s not out here. I don’t see it anywhere.”
“That’s what I’ve been trying to get at this whole time you twit. But not my problem, you wanted to just argue instead of focus on the fact that there really and truly is NOTHING out here anymore.”
“Next time, be a little less cryptic, ok?”
“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about a next time.”