"They're probably keeping a kind of gold but not in coins." He was used to this sort of place, where most everyone outside the fancy rooms looked two steps away from starving. If it wasn't for the cold, he would have thought he was close to home and this nothing more than a prank from Toshi and Shinji... But Toshi was dead, right?

He shrugged that thought aside. It wasn't right to think of those weird dreams when he was stuck in this strange place.

"It's the accents. Most got the same accents but a few don't. The ones that don't are like you and me." He didn't spend his time looking at a machine since it was better to listen and watch.