*blinks at you with mild bewilderment that your answer is still the same (could have fooled me), when, by every measure he knows how to use, you seem utterly miserable here (with the history and the memories)*
*draws another pensive sip from his pint and thinks of the memo he sent earlier in the week letting the Fountains know he was going away for a week or two (for awhile he didn't get around to canceling reservations and such, and then at some point it seemed a shame to waste a perfectly good trip)* *smiles weakly* As long as the great exodus waits until I'm back from vacation. I expect it'll be pretty quiet around here, though.