( He just nods, takes the touching also in stride. He's showing off now. He thinks of it as practice, but isn't it cool? Not being able to do this in the simulation, weirdly not cool.

His lips draw together. )

Completely tangible.

( And to show Ian, WilliOliver circles him. )

It's still me. I can move, be touched, touch. You just believe I'm my father, now. Anyone else awake would think I looked like me.