Penelope couldn’t keep from smiling at Jason’s comment about the mailroom. “You worked at a mailroom?” She questioned, her curiosity piqued. “Well, I can imagine that not being a very combative place to work,” she nodded as she fathomed what his daily life must have been like in that sort of an environment.<br/><br/>She leaned into his hand as he rubbed his fingers along her corset, smirking at his words about Penny the Mage, her avatar, in her newly acquired outfit. “I’m sure she can pull it off better than me,” she chuckled. She flushed at his compliment and giggled when he kissed her nose.<br/><br/>He talked about plans for spending all night keeping watch and Penny slowly released a sigh. “Do you think we won’t have a need for sleep or rest?” She wasn’t sure, considering some video games required sleep and rest in order to replenish stamina and energy levels. But this game could go either way in that regard.<br/><br/>She frowned a bit, the reality of it all hitting her again, like a second wave. “I’m really not sure I’m cut out for this sort of a game…” Penelope released a nervous chuckle, her gaze averting from Jason. “I’m scared that I’m just going to hold you back and potentially cause you to die in the game, which means… Well, I don’t really even know what that means since we’re apparently dead in real life. How does a helmet kill you, anyway?”<br/><br/>Penelope scoffed, realizing she was going a mile a minute. “Sorry,” she thought to apologize. “I just… can’t accept that I’m dead in real life until I can see it for myself. I mean, think about it… how would we still manage to control ourselves in this game, if we were dead in real life? Isn’t it our brain power that controls our characters?”