"None that we have proof of."

"That's - that's appalling. I think that might be worse than my no science world. I think I will just go home after I'm done talking to you and the bar."

"You have an afterlife? What's it like?"

"Several, it varies person to person. I don't know anyone who's been there and back, personally, though."

"Makes sense. I mean, for all I know there is a perfectly nice afterlife in my world, we just - haven't seen it. Because, no resurrections."

"Yeah, I suppose. I hope so, anyway."

"Me, too."

"I've had a long time to get used to there being no science, but not to the idea of people just - ending."

"I think I'm the opposite? Used to - people just ending, not used to not having science."

"Yeah, of course."

"Not much of an escapist fantasy after all," says Darren wryly.

"Not a bit. In the science fantasy you might not have a conventional afterlife but at least you'd be immortal by the power of science."

"Not quite. We're working on it?"

"Science is slow, huh."

"Remember that part I mentioned about not always getting the answers you're looking for? That - happens a lot."

"That's disappointing."

"Sorry," winces Darren.

"I doubt it's your fault."

"It's not, but I feel like a jerk for screwing over science fantasy for you."

"I presume the books will still be there. And you haven't made any inroads on the lucid dreams either. These things were never intended to be realistic."

"True. And we might manage it eventually, anyway."

"Good. Then you can live in a proper science fantasy paradise."

"That'll be fun. If it turns out you won't break it by showing up at that point, you can have an invite to it."

"That'd be nice. But the bar said we can't expect to find doors again. I'm probably going to stay here for a while, I have cash on me for nibbles from the bar and it's Friday afternoon and I can skip the one class I have between now and Monday, it's just Basic Knife. But that's it."