It's...hard to really say that. New York, the place where I come from, that's been the only place I've known as home for a long, long time.

( and then, suddenly, he was here without a way home. it was unexpected and surprising and left him on his back foot.

he's never liked being there. )

I think I can say that I'm getting used to it. It's not a terrible place if you ignore being kidnapped sometimes and the possibility of war. It's not too unlike where I came from.