Starship? The Enterprise? Maybe they had technology like that in Esthar, but... Squall stopped that train of thought right where it was. Bad habit, trying to impose logic on dreams, but he couldn't help it. Even now, he was trying to categorize things, make sense of his surroundings, fit it into some larger picture.

Interestingly, the stranger seemed adept at getting around. Squall watched him, took notes. Adaptability was vital to successful operation as a SeeD. "Right. I was warped here. So what's the purpose of this simulation?"

Assuming, of course, that the simulation had a purpose. Because it had to. Why would anyone bother otherwise?