The square where Babylon's fleet had landed was not far from the ruins of Elegia's Royal Palace.
After speaking with Red-Haired, Gordon had gained some understanding of Babylon and the Great Angel.
He was surprised that such a benevolent nation existed in this world, and that put him considerably more at ease.
But considering that Uta had not seen outsiders in many years and might well run into these newcomers, he immediately hurried over.
He arrived just in time to see them building a Refugee Camp.
To Gordon, the knights standing guard were practically the ideal of noble knights.
They had pride, but were neither spoiled nor arrogant, and did not order people around.
When faced with a stranger of unknown identity, they remained cautious while maintaining a polite, appropriate distance.
-Truly the bearing of a great nation.
Six years ago, Gordon had been a king of some renown in the world.
In his estimation, no more than five countries could boast a knightly order of this caliber.
Eventually, Gordon was led to the Temporary Command Center and met one of the people in charge.
Babylon's Weather Minister, the Red Tears' Navigator, and Fleet Navigator-Nami.
"Sir, you're saying that you and your daughter are the only two survivors here?"
Nami had already known that this country had survivors.
She simply did not know the specifics, and spoke with Gordon as though she had only just learned of them.
After all, Sephiroth possessed an unstable, prophetic form of Observation Haki. That was no secret to those women who were close to him.
"Yes. She went to the shore this morning and hasn't come back yet. I thought she'd come over here..."
Seated in a folding chair, Gordon answered the young woman's questions from across a folding table.
They sat talking in