"My apologies," Zexion answered, allowing a polite smile to cross his face. "It refers to the city itself. There are other names for the places beyond the fields outside of the gates." Or, to be more accurate, other names for the world-facsimiles beyond the gates to this world. But one thing at a time. Bits and pieces were just as useful as everything all at once.

"As for my name, you may call me Ian, and I'm afraid your arrival here may not have come at the hands of a transmat."