[Hearing someone describe their home like that, it’s clear just how much he loved growing up there.] So your home is… more ‘open’ than the city?
[That’s an odd way of putting it. He gives her a slightly puzzled look.] Y-yes, you could say that. But it’s not my home anymore. [Smiles a little] I’ve m-made a place for myself in the city now. And what about you, Miss Veda? Where did you move from?
I did not move from anywhere. [Smiles faintly] This city is home. [Everything, everyone, she knows, is here. That by itself makes it easy enough to claim the city as home.]
[Funny, he could have sworn she’d said she’d only lived here for the last five months. But, maybe he misheard – he decides not to press the issue for the moment, since she seems nice.] I know what you mean. I was, heh [embarrassed as he remembers] very shy w-when I first came here. B-but then I met my fiancee, and she’s helped me to get out more.
Jack Maple 