"Amestris," he repeats under his breath. It's good to know the name of his country again though he has a feeling his relationship with it is somehow complicated. It's a heavy word, that seems to carry a great deal of meaning according to the emotions that stir in him.

He hates to have to ask and hesitates, he could remember the details by himself soon. Questions were already eating away at him since he first started to remember the war while Santiago had him locked up. He needs to know even just a little bit more for context so he can sort out what he saw in his memory.

"What about Ishval?"