"If you've got viable virtual reality, that'd put you ahead of the technology level where I'm from," Stacia says. She gestures at his outfit. "You'd fit in all right fashion-wise, jeans and a t-shirt are generally acceptable as casual clothes." Her mouth twists as she thinks. "If I had to pick, like, a book genre, I'd say horror-slash-urban fantasy? Like, there's magic and monsters, but most people don't know that magic and monsters are real. Which is great fun all around when reality springs it on you, let me tell you."

It is not fun. It is very not fun. The sarcasm, it blisters.