There's something about the man that catches Aya's attention before he even addresses her; it could be because he looks nothing like anyone she would've ran into back home. And, for a moment, he spent a brief time trying to figure out something as well, before he speaks.

"Believe me, if it's one thing I've figured out by now it's that." She scoffs, before glancing at the district around them. "This wouldn't happen to be the fourteenth district, by any chance? I'm trying to figure out where my 'home' is supposed to be."

Home being said with some level of scorn. Aya doesn't like to think of this as a long-term thing. As far as she is concerned, fixing whatever problem with this place should be simple enough, and then everyone can go back to where they're supposed to be.

Right...?