He notices that sudden difference. Maybe because he's lacking life himself, but it's such a small thing that it seems... bigger than it is. It gets him actually noticing the breeze himself, paying it mind and feeling it.

Sometimes he missed home so much, he could almost forget the things he's lucky to have now.

And speaking of home, he finds himself blinking at Ekkehardt in surprise. "Really?" He stares a little longer, like Ekkehardt of all people would be the type to say "psyche".

"Gee, I... I mean it's not impossible obviously. If you and Hieke, my primos and I all managed but..." He laughs a little. "I guess it's just hard for me to imagine making a home there."