"Doesn't seem like it rings any bells in your head. I kind of assumed that you're in a reality of your own, built with the memory of some kind of images of the knowledge inside you and your soul." She smirked and continued in slight shakiness that reassured the vulnerability of all the information she possessed..there was still nothing she could do but continue to live through this like a scenario.
"So you're saying that this memory may somehow be spiritual, because it required all my conscious and subconscious knowledge inside my soul to bring this reality to life?"
"Well not exactly, right now, to be precise, im not really into astronomy and fortune telling, or else I would have given you a motivational speech about how great you may really be.
But no! it's more technical than that! Because initially the Switchblade Proton was programmed to swap a subject from Position A to Position B, except, in this case, the swap isn't inside the parameters of a physically visible dimension, but rather, an altered reality in the chronology of time and that being defined by space. Although, this maybe a bent one that alternatively stored your memories..you know? like a superposition that could've taken place somewhere else, could be the past or the future and could be another dimension too, I don't really know.
And maybe this is a frozen plane of technological advancements that was trapped inside a loop of time dilations, evidently enough, that acted as the beacon of life during an 'expected' destruction." She said as she sat on a chair faceted towards another parable composure...like it was built to do something.
"So technically whatever you explained was all about how teleportation works right?" Drew made gestures of interrogation with his hands.. "and you're blaming me before my conscious ability to even recognise so much rocket science inside a dilapidated time?" he added with slight energy of humor, the air was now surrounded with Drews dark sarcasm because his omniscient presence was unintentionally starting to make a point.
"Time Dilation. Not dilapidation." She corrected and decided not to look at him while she said this.
"They fall under the same definition." Chuckled Drew as he began scouting for materials for proof and for information.
"So what about you? How do you remember things and most of all how do you remember me?" Drew asked her again..
"Well, the memories are almost like flashbacks and instinctive experiences...even I don't have full memory of too many incidents." Lilo responded vaguely.
"Aren't you capable of stopping time or something?" Lilo teased with intended sarcasm.
She knew something that she shouldn't and at this moment Drew realised that she was infact a very clever person for a woman this small.
The awkwardness started to filter comfort from their surroundings and the senses of loneliness, totally seperated from the world because there really wasn't anyone else left but the two of them, slowly started to overtake their realizations.
"I had to fight prototype bots on the way because i reconfigured the vaults by activating the generator that bears light. I was exhausted, they all seemed degenerated with small magnetic metals for legs, their conscious ability to detect a human looked like a dysfunction in the system. I couldn't observe more because I wanted to get out of there, dreaded every last minute i shouldn't have watched pass me by. A blue light lead me here, it must be a deflection from a storage. It displayed a myriad towards a plane which lead me to this home. Technically, this big ship is supposed to be some kind of a corporate office a skyscraper, any human wouldn't be capable of reaching a door with holographic scapes and portals that are sort of magical.
Tech Freak shows from Petal Corps bought the Proton Switchblade they must've bought this lazer gun cum tablet. Some freaky senseless invention." Explained Lilo
"Basically, you're like an aerospace engineer who reached an un-explainable plane of machines in order to fix a central exhaust energy fan and in the process you also saw tiny micro bots that tried to kill you and that you stole this tech gizmo from some corporate guys. Are you sure you aren't some next dimensional psycho murderer?" He said and implied he wasn't ready to trust her with his life and that he shouldn't believe everything she says as he suddenly notices the flaws in her crafty design.
Drew wondered if she could be a delusion of a figment from his own imagination, as he sat down attempting to really divulge into the truth of such a multifaceted array of things serving one reception that which could be cognitively collateral to anyones sanity.
"Ill go get rest. Time was indefinite outside I've spent a hell lot of the time chronology I had In my hands. I must have spent days in there." Lilo said as she dialed a pad that floated below her finger, with codes that configured her home base plane.