[ Midgar? Sora's never heard of such a place, though that doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. More and more of the details don't add up, even though the person sitting next to him feels very much like the Aerith he knows. Her face, her voice, her demeanor... ]

Guess I'm the odd one out, then. [ Sora laughs, though there's something a little uncertain in it. Given how many different worlds are out there, it makes sense that something like this might be possible, though this is his first proof of it.

Needing to let some nervous energy out, Sora stands up from the bench and spins to face Aerith. ]

Sometimes the Displaced talk about other universes and stuff like that. We're all from different worlds, and I've been to a lot of them, but... maybe there can be other versions of places, too? So you're Aerith, but not the same Aerith I know.

[ Which must be a weird thing to hear, but Sora's hoping she'll hear him out. ]