Noctisardor Bypass delete the microwave

When asked about home he swallowed the wedge of fish he had been eating and looked as if he might speak, his mouth open; but then he considered what his answer could be, and closed his mouth with a thoughtful click of teeth. The only place that came to mind was Mereo — but that no longer existed. Then he thought of the woods where they'd camped, but that hadn't been much of anything. Guess it could be anywhere.

In that case, why not stay? He doubted anyone from his old life ever thought of him, or missed him. It didn't pain Glaukos at all to think of settling down in one place, either. Javelina offered up this place, this Rivenwood, and he found it was as good a place as any to sleep, to eat. To maybe be warmed in the night.

Do you want me to stay? He tucked the inedible remains of the fish off to one side, and then watched her earnestly. This man without purpose, without a place of his own — the soldier accustomed to orders. He knew it was no obligation. Maybe he just wanted to know someone actually gave a shit.