[ Her swats at him just elicit a sense of confusion, a simple What'd I do?? flitting through the air, because like. He answered a question? Why does he deserve to get (mildly) smacked for that??

But that's far and away from the here and now, turns out, as Lottie — the real Lottie — gets most of his attention, the fake Lottie relegated to his peripheral vision, where she at least seems to not be doing anything anymore. So. This should be easy, even if Lottie's still being kinda weird about the whole thing.

But at least judging by that little stabbing motion, they're on the same page. ]

Well, yeah. She's probably got something to do with all this. So, if you got something to stab her with — [ just saying the quiet part out loud — ] I think that's the only real course of action we got here. That, or we keep wandering around through a whole lot of nothing.

[ So really, they have no choice but to kill her! And even though the other Lottie is already clearly stressed out, it's not like she's real, so it's easy to suggest. What else are they supposed to do? If it's not the solution then hey, at least it was worth a shot. ]