[Betty hears that news and she can't help but feel sympathy - there's a tone, a warmth, to her voice as she responds that she can't help. She's met Ben, after all, in the padded room...and it makes her feel sorry because she can actually place a person with the name. Not that she doesn't think everyone here is real, but it makes it all that much more real.

Nobody'd wish being here on anybody, but it has to be hard to worry that someone you love and care about is terminated literally.]

Oh, Ben, I'm so sorry... I really hope it's just from this sick experiment and that he's home.

[She pauses, knowing nothing she says is going to help.]

Consider this Betty checking in, though. Is there anything I can do or that you need?