John glanced at Niko rather curiously. Had he been a homeless as well? John had been lucky to get a companion, to be found by a man that once taught at a college. He'd been taught how to read, write, and various other things regarding the world. He'd go to the public library---a free place for even those like him---and read up on as much as he could. "No... West is just where one ocean is." He replied. "We're on one big mass of land now. Huge, really. We go west to find one. East to find another. South. Even north. But it's... freezing up north. I prefer to stay as south as possible. It's warmer. Even in the winter."

He glanced sideways. "Niko... That's an interesting name. Did you come up with it?"