You must come from an awfully dirty place, then. Where I'm from, the space we occupy wouldn't even cover a city block.

[Rutile taps their chin, a soft clink coming through the speakers. The philosophy of Alice's dilemma is a little out of Rutile's league, but they can approach it practically. In Rutile's experience, it's not unheard of for gems to see and hear things that aren't present. They can't claim to know firsthand what it is like, but they've picked up some tricks that sometimes help.]

Without knowing the particulars of your situation, my advice might fall rather flat. That said, I don't suppose you can really trust anything, so you might as well trust what's there. If this place is real, then it's real, and if it isn't, then it won't do you any good to fight against how determined it is to be reality.

[That's the conclusion Rutile has come to, anyway. They smile, though the expression is somewhat somber.]

I've also found it helpful to take cues from others. It's hard to live contrary to everyone else's expectations.