"Fairies I don't know about, but sure, there's magic." Plenty of it, in fact. If he still had any materia on him, he could prove it, too - but all that handy stuff's lost to him, now. At any rate, making fun of a kid for believing in anything is wrong, in Zack's book. Maybe some of the dreams people have when they're young aren't exactly practical, but that's no reason to call them off.

He can only shrug at the next volley of questions, chewing thoughtfully on the latter half of his sandwich before he answers. "Around here? Arcades, maybe. Those're both places where you'd go to have fun, on my world. Play games, ride rides, that sort of thing. I guess you wouldn't know from roller coasters or claw machines either, though, huh?"