[He nods, glancing around to find the cruiser through the crowd and start leading them toward it. Yeah, they must've run into a hole in the barriers between districts... and then lost track of it somehow, he guesses.

He glances down at them, ears flicking in vague surprise. Huh, he would've guessed they would have at least heard the word before.] Uh... you know, the different environments for different kinds of mammals. Tundra Town, Savannah Square... what was the weather like where you were before?