Simo had never heard about this place called 'Quark', however that wasn't really saying much. Not only did he not know the name of his home world, but he had also forgotten the name of this one. He was honestly fine with whatever everyone else decided to do. Hell, the only reason he even came to this world in the first place was because the Gummi Ship to it was leaving sooner then the others, that was quite literally his only reason for choosing this world (although he was glad that he made that choice now). "I'm cool with anything. I don't really know the names of any other worlds that we could go to, so I'm willing to just let the rest of your plot our course" he told the others "although I must admit; I'm pretty curious to see what an 'industrial world' looks like. It sounds like it could be a lot of fun." While Simo knew what both the words industrial and world meant, he had no idea what something that required them to be put together in order to properly describe it would look like. 'Geez, I only left home a few days ago and now I'm already involved in some big adventure. I'm surprised it took dad this long to leave himself!'