Hannah's memories of her friends before things went downhill were admittedly skewed, and even though they'd probably been far from perfect her mind had chosen to idealize them, since in comparison to most people she'd met since then they were practically saints. Even now, she didn't see her closest friends as judgmental - Nick was too kindhearted to judge anyone, and Boyd had never criticized. Even if it was wrong to go on thinking that way, it was something she couldn't help, especially since very few people were trusted enough to be called friends. "There was a time when I practically fought to be alone. Luckily it didn't work." It was said without thinking, and she quickly took a bite of her sandwich in an attempt to cover up her slip.
All too willing to get away from the topic, she nodded. "I never really stayed anywhere very long before moving here, so this place has kind of been the only actual home I've had in a while." Hesitating, she offered a faint smile. "I know it sounds crazy, considering everything that happens, but somehow I feel like I belong here. More so than anywhere else I've been, at least."