"...impossible?"

He has to ask, lowering his hand once the flare dies down, to better focus. It still feels... weird, to be moving like this, and not just from the sudden shift in gravity. His body is still unused to walking for so long.

"Where are we, anyway? How'd we get outside?" He... recognizes the landscape, a bit, but only subconsciously. If one were to ask, he would assume they were out in the wasteland surrounding Midgar, on a one, warm night.