[his gaze returns to Emery, at first wide with incredulousness, then softened to something more contemplative, a little sad in a comfortable way.
it's not like he doesn't want somewhere to belong or feel at home at, right? home has only been in people for such a long time, and he can't tie people down like that, can he? even Emery wants to get away for a while - it's what he's implying right now.]
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it's not like he doesn't want somewhere to belong or feel at home at, right? home has only been in people for such a long time, and he can't tie people down like that, can he? even Emery wants to get away for a while - it's what he's implying right now.]
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[that is what he's implying, isn't it?]
Where would you want it to be?