Firo opens his mouth to remind Maiza that world geography isn't really his thing, then closes it quickly when a glimmer of recognition strikes him. He bites his lip as he follows the thread. Some phrases and very hazy images rise to mind from Gretto and a few of the other alchemists. There isn't an entirely pleasant feel to all of it.

Finally he nods. "Yeah, I think... From some a' their memories." He waves his hand in a gesture that he hopes looks casual. "And maybe the Don mentioned it sometime. Anyway, I still don't really know what it was like when you were there."