"Oh no, She's definitely Her own thing." His answer is immediate and unambiguous, and he doesn't even have to think about it. "I've, uh... talked to Her? Kind of. Well, I talked, She listened, but there was this... presence. Not like when I'm plugged in to an ikran or whatever, but like... something else." Words can't quite describe the enormity of it all, and he's never been the poetic type, but he's trying. "Something bigger."