Aye, I do not. My father and I had a rather messy argument. I was lucky enough to get healed when I got back there, but I heard far too much yelling about how I needed to use his full name and so on. But - that was then. And before you ask - I was -
... To put it lightly, I travelled to a prison to let an innocent man out before I fled. I discovered my father knew where I was going, and he was waiting. He was of the belief that I would destroy his rank and plans, and I was the belief that humes aren't pawns. And I'm a bit of a glib twerp. It did not go well. You can imagine how confused I was to wake up in someone's empty vacation home with this device telling me that home didn't exist, and the year was not my year.
That does sound - rough. I could see walled areas definitely encouraging anger and assumptions about both sides, and I doubt the problem is an easy Gordian knot to cut.