[ Sylvain gives a quiet hum, because that’s… complicated. Taking a long sip of water from his flask, he takes a moment to figure out how to answer that. ]

I guess, being here and getting a different perspective on things, on putting some distance between me and the life I’ve always been stuck in. It’s easier to see that I wasn’t happy there. Might never have been. My home… It was more of a cage than a refuge.

So no, I don’t really miss it. Some of the people, sure. It’s something we’ve had to talk about a time or two. Me, Hilda and Claude. Back home, we’re on the opposite sides of a war. Having to go back to that life… I’m not that person anymore.