There he was. The young soldier's eyes, of course faintly glowing as they had taken to being since his first treatment in waking life, seemed to grow brighter at the sight. His personal ornery man. Though this one was more tolerable than those in the village. Or the ones in the tower.

"Good. I had a question for you, he who is wise in the ways of the world. Or a world."

Genesis had never brought it up directly before, the discrepancy. Perhaps he might have been thought to have not noticed it. But he had always been a bright young man, and it hadn't taken long serving with Soldier and having access to Shinra's databases to know that the city he sometimes visits was nothing like anything recorded extant in the world. And there was no way the man was old enough that he had first hand memories of the cities of the ancients. Probably.