"There has to be somewhere outside Hex, that's where I came from," Corwin answers, somewhere between confused and a little alarmed. "I don't know the name of the city, I never asked, but I wasn't made here." He pauses, then answers her question more or less automatically, without thinking about it. "North America. There are three countries, one of them split into states, another split into territories. I... can't remember their names, now. That is the strangest thing. I feel like I used to know them." He tugs at a lock of his hair, frowning as he tries to remember.