"There is a difference between intelligence and common sense even in more mundane geniuses."
"And of course the smarter you are the more destructive your lack of common sense can be."
"I mean, at a certain point people can sort of substitute intelligence for common sense, if it's conventional intelligence. Does not work for Thinker powers or Tinker ingenuity, too specialized. I'm glad I was smart before I triggered."
She tries. No door.
"Okay, I'm between projects and my internal clock thinks it's ten p.m.. If I'm camping out here I should probably get a room."
Bar provides a neat little stack of items.
"Thanks."
Lorica, with the arm not occupied by her overnight objects, gives Flicker a hug. "Enjoy your ashbot. If you decide to hang around despite not being so obliged, see you in the morning. Nice to meet you, Verge."
"It's like noon, maybe one, now? It was pretty early when I found the place, even holding the door as long as we did didn't get us within spitting distance of our parents coming home."
"Yeah, the only way we're all going to be awake at the same time 'tomorrow' is if Milliways time-warpery shoehorns it."
"It might well! Particularly given that as far as anyone can tell the time bullshit and the door bullshit are operated by the same entity."
"No kidding. The only option I can think of that doesn't have really unfortunate implications about their ethics is if the interface got mistaken for a video game or something and whoever's doing it doesn't realize they're messing with real people."
"I can't even think of a good video game goal that involves trapping Lorica in here without her computer."
"Neither can I, but that doesn't mean no one could," she shrugs. "And some people are just trolls. Which doesn't actually say terrible things about their ethics if they don't know people they're trolling are real."