You're right. I've been to Ecbatana recently, but I hadn't for years before... [He shakes his head. The images the scenery showed them are probably enough explanation.] Well, it's not relevant right now.

[He doesn't need to be told to try something else, his own interest caught. It comes as easily as years of familiarity: the city melts away into forest again, but this time it's a clearing with a simple wooden house in it, his home while he was in exile.]

This looks correct, at least.