"Physics. I'll spare you the specifics of my areas of speciality." Because you probably wouldn't understand them, is the implication. No offence intended, just blunt fact.

The cold metal is a reminded that no matter how pleasant and impressive this simulation was... that's all it is, just a simulation. The reality of their situation is somewhat less reassuring, here in Anchor.

"Enough with all of this," she frowns, and tries to clear her mind, focus on the idea of turning it off and getting the room back to its bare state. "Of all the areas that had to open up, it couldn't have been a generator or similarly useful area, instead of this."