[Putting aside the whole thing about there not being any Midgar, she forges ahead.

Well, no. The cat is only a messenger. The note is from the person keeping us all prisoner here-- she calls herself the Queen. This place is a garden she's made and we are here for her amusement. From what I can gather, we're meant to-- socialize with each other.

I really am Reeve Tuesti, Reno! But I might not be the one you're familiar with. There seem to be a few of us here who come from-- different versions of the same place. If you take my meaning. [She smiles.]

You're not the Reno I know, either.