Even with Zexion having long since learned to control his expressions with an iron fist, he couldn't keep from raising his eyebrows in confusion at the sheer excitement Sky displayed. He would have thought most people wouldn't go running headlong into a mess of unknown enemies. Luckily for him, the confusion roughly mirrored what the feeling of the person he was pretending to be, so there wasn't any harm in the expression.

"I haven't attempted to see for myself. I'm afraid I'm not much of a fighter." This was, of course, a blatant lie. Zexion was perfectly capable of defending himself on the off chance that the Lumens came after him. Ian, on the other hand, had been deliberately created to give the impression having absolutely no combat abilities whatsoever. And, naturally, a complete lack of an interest in anything related to monster hunting.

"They are," he answered with a nod. "The city is somewhat less than modern."