K is silent while he weighs that exhale, that reaction; while he tries to decide what it means, if he said something wrong.

Finally, cautiously, like someone unsure of the words they've been taught in a foreign language meaning what they want them to mean: "I know you're not. I can see that too."

The way he'd once tried to convince Joi, a bit helplessly, that she was real to him and didn't need to do anything at all to prove it.