[ she probably answers this too quickly; ] No, I don't.

[ she knows she answered too fast because it startles her a little bit, considering she's gone home once already, considering how long it's been, how much things have changed. how much she's changed. but maybe that's just it. ]

A part of me misses the control I had back home, over my own life and where I could go, who I could meet. Here that freedom is a little, um. Squashed. But. I feel like I've been here for so long that going back to that life would just be a huge step backwards. And things aren't good there, I don't have the kinds of friends I've made here, I don't have the same confidence or training or any of it. I honestly felt really lost, last time I was home. And it only felt worse once I got back here. I forgot.. everything.

[ she stops just to rest her chin against his shoulder as her hands move out to rub further out towards his arms, then she tucks her face against his neck, trying to hide her frown. ]

I don't like the idea of forgetting this place.