Doom Patrol

"How do I know you're real?" She froze when she heard a voice reply, asking how did it know if she was real. Were she not feeling like crap and even blinder than usual, she might have scoffed and fired back with something about how rude that was to ask and how dare he! But she didn't, and she wasn't gonna right now because more likely than not, whoever it was, was likely in the same boat as she was. Still, she used the vague sound of his voice to try and locate him, and she started walking. Though she wasn't sure if she was going in the right direction, she zig-zagged until she couldn't zig and zag anymore. But by that point, she had promptly collided with someone else, and the small woman had collided with what felt like a larger creature. "Well I think our questions have been answered," She groaned as she tried to find her feet, wiping at her face in the process.