With her meal entirely abandoned at this point, Kanaya began to idly tap her nails in a vaguely patterned manner. "This entire situation is really a little stupid, isn't it." She closed her eyes to exhale (breathing this conditioned air; so mundane). "I've stopped even thinking about the hold the doctors are supposed to have over us. Belief itself is slowly losing meaning of any kind." Her previously fatalistic demeanor in a world driven by prophesy and the like was giving way to nihilism here.