"Having the fake one serves a bunch of purposes," Jim says, getting footholds to begin the crawl upwards. "Safety is a big one. Hard to build an overhead frame over a mountain. Some people want to climb a mountain but are babies about going outside..." ...also allergies, but Jim doesn't feel like going into those. He can feel the looming spectre of his CMO/friend/nanny waiting to jab him with antihistamines.

"We've really screwed up our planet over the years, too." Huff. Up. "To make one out of real materials, we'd have to remove something natural, and Terra's still healing. Probably will be for the next ten thousand years."