"People take to it differently, being here. It's quite a change of atmosphere." As if to prove a point, he lifts his head a little as a stray gust of wind blows past, taking a completely unnecessary breath. It's not a calculated movement; it's more like an echo of life.

"It's where my home is," he answers, after a moment's pause. "In truth, I've spent much more time in the outlands than out of it - so it's still a bit odd, being here."

He doesn't mind showing his hand on that, at least. Earth is so different. He'd almost forgotten what it was like, before coming here. It's only because he's been here three years already that he's not more unsettled, not more homesick.