Being here is fine. Wherever this is, it's just a place to be.

[If he sounds a little sulky in spite of what he's saying, it's not because he's lying. He really couldn't care less where he lives, blight or not; his own world had something similar enough.

No, his mood is for other reasons entirely.]

But I don't like not being able to go back. [It feels too much like being trapped here, and he objects to that just on principle.] And I guess... there are people I wouldn't mind seeing again.

[Not that he misses his friends or anything. They're barely even his friends!]