So someone from the outside - multiple outsides, by the sounds of it. He gestures to the city with both hands.

"I don't think any of us are. Whatever's got us here, it wants us to think we're part of this place. But what I know? This place doesn't exist anymore. So wherever we really are..."

That he grimaces at, taking a second to look down the streets from where he stands. He doesn't know; this guy's guess would be as good as his or anyone else's.

"It's not the Voidtreckers you've got to worry about, though. I'd say some guy making us think we're all from McHappy Citiesville? That's the problem."