They are my friends and family. No, they don't need details, but general things... it helps to foster understanding. And it goes both ways. I...spoke to Heather, finally. Her actions, distasteful as they still are to me, were born of her personal experiences with angry men appearing from nowhere to do violence. She didn't know Envy had told you how to find us, she thought you tracked us. Me. I know you would never do any such thing, but I know you. She feels awful about it, now.

I sometimes forget how different other worlds are, or even the just the lives of others.

I wouldn't ask you to, I've already thought about this. I'll find some little out of the way place. You can use it whenever you feel like sleeping in a bed but don't want to rent a hotel room, I'll have a place to go when the house feels too crowded, and we'll have a place to be together without anyone else around.