Most interesting, perhaps, is that every choice offered to you seemed genuine. Each one was unique for each branching moment you encountered, but they were only just so in their skewed perspectives. Amirkhani calls it an “ethical compass,” which feels exceedingly accurate. Instead of going on either end of a binary choice, the needle points just a little bit more one direction than another. Perhaps both of your options are lies, but they both feel right though you know each one can only lead you down one path.
Sitting in the middle of 70,000 people, leaning into a laptop as I read and hang on every worth coming out of these pixelated people’s heads, I realize that this is a bit odd. The entirety of the Ubisoft booth seems dedicated to stabbing pirates while the sounds of Titanfall dribble in from every corner of the Washington State Convention Center, and I just sat there, wondering why Paige left me, regretting ever agreeing to that damned toast.