Naturally, Ambrose knew where he was from, the fact however was quite simple, he hadn't a clue as to where he actually was other then in a cantina called Riker's on an asteroid in a galaxy far, far away from his own.
And that was disturbing to say the least.
Not so disturbing that Ambrose couldn't make his way or defend himself should the need arise. Yet rather, after leaving the starship that had rescued him in that last reality, the expectation Ambrose had was to arrive at his own, home galaxy.
It just didn't turn out that way at all.
Being that Ambrose really didn't know where he was, it was always best to start at the beginning.
“Courscant,” Ambrose answered Marius' question, unsure if the name of his home planet would provoke a response of recognition or not.
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