Most people don't think one single thought or even linearly, so there's a lot of filler to sift through. Your pants behind your knee are wet, which now you'll know you're thinking about. I don't know the name of the song stuck in your head, but I'm pretty sure I just got it stuck in your head again. [ her smile widens, she is a bully. ] Some people don't even think in words and I have to flip through a picture book of things I don't care about to get to what's relevant.

[ she doesn't care about a lot of most people's thoughts and she was trained not to; like a bomb sniffing dog, she was taught to find was she was looking for and nothing else. ]

What's it like, space?