[ Reynir has no inherent biases around machines and souls, and no reason to disbelieve Genji. Why would he make something like this up? Especially since he had only explained what an Omnic is once pressed. It must be the truth. And what a wonderful truth it is. ]

A machine person? That's so awesome! Are there any Omnics here? I would love to meet someone like that.

[ How many more strange wonders will he encounter in this place? What an adventure it all is! Reynir's green eyes are wide with credulous excitement. Not a hint of suspicion about such a creature's motives, or competition and feeling of human superiority, or doubt that a machine could have a soul.

That joy becomes tinged with a small amount of embarrassment, and Reynir tucks his braid over his shoulder, playing with it absently as he answers: ]

I'm from Iceland. It's too far north for palm trees. There aren't a whole lot of any kind of trees, actually.

[ Then, tilting his head to the side in confusion, he asks: ]

Lunar Colony?

[ He knows both words, but Genji can't possibly be implying what he thinks, can he? A settlement... on the moon? In the sky? No, it must be a base in some other country just named after the moon. Right?! ]