[That silence makes Wirt really nervous at first and he's already preparing to backpedal as fast as he can, but...it turns out he doesn't have to, and he eases. He even smiles a little. It's worth noting!]

I-I don't know about that, I mean...

[He's still a little sheepish, just in case he's wrong. There's no way to prove any of this, but he still feels a little like there should be a disclaimer on it. He's not a scientist or anything like that after all. Warning: theories hypothesized by a high school dork with a C average in Science. Something like that.]

If that's the case though, then why does everything feel so real? If it's not a physical place, then how come stuff can affect us? I-I mean, for example, if I stubbed my toe on a dresser or something, it would still hurt. We...we sleep, and eat, and things like that, but if we were just projections, wouldn't we not have to?

[He sounds a little less certain of that though. When he has to actually sit and think about it...how much does he even sleep here? When was the last time he slept in the Unknown? He brushes off these thoughts though, and tries to shrug them away. Of course he sleeps enough. He sleeps when he's tired, whatever.]