Xion held to her defensive stance a little longer, studying Allen as he raised his hands. He... seemed harmless enough. Even perhaps a little nervous. She listened to him quietly, her arm lowering notch by notch although she still held closely to Roxas. Watching this new guy she was certain she had never seen before. But then there were many residents in Haven she was unfamiliar with. Perhaps what was really strange was how open this one was being. He already knew they weren't from Nesreca, that they had even been taken from their own world and...

Russia... She had heard of that name before. In her history class, actually. Something about World War II and it being called the Soviet Union back then. ...But there was a catch all the same that she wasn't quite getting at.

"...An alternate version?"