Nalia turned to grab her drink and finish it off before placing the empty glass back down on the counter and nodding at the man. “Sure thing. Let’s go!” She said with a bright smile and a small tinge of pink to her cheeks, the alcohol starting to run its course. She hadn’t even noticed his careful way of getting down from the stool, and led him out of the bar and towards the hallway opposite the side of the lobby.<br/><br/>This hallway was plain, all white with equally blank doors, save for numbers above the doors and the occasional small red light next to a few of them. I wonder if I’ll ever see that light turn off, she thought as she stared at one door in particular, but then shrugged and continued to a door that held no such lit occupancy-indicator. The door slid open at her approach, and inside they’d find an empty room. Nalia turned to look at her customer, making sure he was doing alright after drinking as much of the Port as he had, before showing him the control panel inside the room next to the door. “This is how the room changes to simulate various settings, scenarios, enemies, equipment, etc. There are a few presets I’ve programmed, like a desert or a forest, even something smaller like a town street. You can spawn regular people, or monsters or animals. I even programmed a few favorite video games of mine in full to play through,” she laughed a little bit at that as she scrolled through various menus on the small touch screen with just a finger, “but ultimately, if you want to create something custom-made,” she explained, stopping to tap the bottom corner. Once she had, the menus disappeared and all that was left was just a single pulsing blue halo, “just think of what you want, then hold your finger here until the room has turned into exactly as you pictured. Then, just let go, and you’re all set to go. Any people or enemies you spawned will then come to life and act according to how you perceived them to act based on your thoughts and imagination while you were in contact with the interface.” She observed him, checking his posture and looking for any signs of swaying in his body or distance in his eyes. “Did you get all that? You think you will be okay to do any of this? Or should I set something easy first and hang out in here with you?”