Tassadar wandered around the city, taking in the sights, the smells - combustion engines for transport, no sign of fusion technology. He was either in some sort of luddite backwater terran colony or he was very far in the past. There were too many minds around to make any sense of the thoughts around him, Tassadar began to climb the tallest building in veiw, some sort of gherkin, to find a peaceful, secluded area.