Cid, then. [ If he has a name, he wants to use the name! He's not super big on nicknames...usually. But don't worry—he'll always be Rando Student A in his heart...

Anyway, Tatara nods slightly as he speaks, and his eyes wander to look at the other food laid out across the kitchen. He's paying attention, but also thinking. ]

It's weird, isn't it? The sky's still blue, the grass is still green, and the architecture looks... [ His eyes snap back to Cid. ] Wait, do you know what Europe is?