He listened, and if he tried he could almost imagine those places. But not really as if they were real. Not like anything he had ever actually seen or might ever see. They were like stories in a book. Nothing more.

"It sounds beautiful." He paused a moment, thinking. "I don't remember anything like that. It's like I was never anywhere but Rapture. And I know how lucky I am to be here at all. Where I came from, I was dying. But sometimes..."

He sighed. "Sometimes I wish I was back in that world. On the surface. Free to go to all those places."