"London... I didn't hear anything about London." England, right? His mind still takes a little too long to bring up basic details on some things. Brenda had told him that there were still individual countries, but that they'd all sort of combined efforts under the same banner. For a brief moment, he wonders if Europe was a wrecked by the Flare as America. If they were worse, maybe. If somewhere like Denver was even overrun, there's no way a city the size of London could've been saved, he thinks. He mutters, still thinking while he distracted answers the questions. "Solar flares were part of it - the Flare is what they called the disease that got out, after. WICKED's the organization trying to find a cure."

Which, he should know. Unless he's been living under a rock for the last 15 or so years, he should know all of that.

"You don't know anything about that, though, do you?" Less a question, more a statement. "What was London like, last time you saw it? What was the land around the equator like?"