[ Home. It's a complicated word for him. Home is where his family is, and right now, they're here. In Cadens, in Abraxas. He's rarely been one to look back; these days, he does so even less.
He knows he's one of the few who feels as such. ]
Mm. As much as it ever does. [ It might be home, but no place he calls home has ever been the most forgiving of places. ] Wouldn't mind doing away with this fucking heat.
[ Has he grown used to it? Somewhat. He's still looking forward to the winter months, where it isn't as swelteringly hot. Which, frankly, is an unusual thing to be looking forward to in and of itself. Less heat rather than the winter frost. ]
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He knows he's one of the few who feels as such. ]
Mm. As much as it ever does. [ It might be home, but no place he calls home has ever been the most forgiving of places. ] Wouldn't mind doing away with this fucking heat.
[ Has he grown used to it? Somewhat. He's still looking forward to the winter months, where it isn't as swelteringly hot. Which, frankly, is an unusual thing to be looking forward to in and of itself. Less heat rather than the winter frost. ]