I'm going to harp on you about not being open to what's being done here. I'm not arguing that there's a force at play here that we can't comprehend, but calling it magic is reductive.

[And there's that ludicrous accent and it's intensely offensive. He's been shouting, but now that she's matching his volume the barking is more pronounced and prolonged. It's insulting that she hasn't immediately backed down from his initial fit. Assistants always just let him have his way and quietly slink off. And he's quickly reaching the point where he's so involved in the argument process that he's completely missed the fact that she mentioned dying.]

And I'm not opening up a bleedin' black hole, so enough of that already! [Yet. It's definitely coming soon. He's been getting some really encouraging results.] It's a simulation. Do you know what that means, or is your little mind too small to understand the difference between theory and practice? [He's managed to hold back from calling her brain "wee," but his accent is growing substantially stronger as he gets angrier. He's filtering less.]