[He genuinely has no idea what House is talking about.
He's used to not understanding some terms from other worlds, but he has to wonder for a few moments if House is slipping in and out of a foreign language. Siberia, Russia, Star Trek... none of this makes even a tiny bit of sense.
So he'll focus on the one explanation that he can understand, albeit vaguely, making a humming noise of thought when House has finished his diatribe.]
Maybe that could be so, but there are a lot of inconsistencies with picking any one of those theories. A fake reality, that might explain meeting people from worlds that don't match up with your own, but it doesn't explain the prolonged length of, and detail of, this kind of setting.
[He turns slightly to change direction, which unfortunately angles them directly into the wind. He doesn't feel it cutting into him personally, not really, but it can't be comfortable for his passenger to be against such cold metal. Besides which, when he knocks on it, the hollow ring from within is pretty clear. Al chooses to ignore that, as uncomfortable as it makes him, not wanting to start up conversations about his insides again.]
Drugs might make sense for the length and surreal dangers, but not really for the clarity. From what I've read, drug induced hallucinations tend to be disjointed, or at least far less linear than this, and that's even without questioning how we're all interacting in the same hallucination.
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He's used to not understanding some terms from other worlds, but he has to wonder for a few moments if House is slipping in and out of a foreign language. Siberia, Russia, Star Trek... none of this makes even a tiny bit of sense.
So he'll focus on the one explanation that he can understand, albeit vaguely, making a humming noise of thought when House has finished his diatribe.]
Maybe that could be so, but there are a lot of inconsistencies with picking any one of those theories. A fake reality, that might explain meeting people from worlds that don't match up with your own, but it doesn't explain the prolonged length of, and detail of, this kind of setting.
[He turns slightly to change direction, which unfortunately angles them directly into the wind. He doesn't feel it cutting into him personally, not really, but it can't be comfortable for his passenger to be against such cold metal. Besides which, when he knocks on it, the hollow ring from within is pretty clear. Al chooses to ignore that, as uncomfortable as it makes him, not wanting to start up conversations about his insides again.]
Drugs might make sense for the length and surreal dangers, but not really for the clarity. From what I've read, drug induced hallucinations tend to be disjointed, or at least far less linear than this, and that's even without questioning how we're all interacting in the same hallucination.