"Well, yes and no," Kiley said. "I wasn't shy back home, and I knew plenty of people, and their names, but that didn't mean I had them, or that they were a part of my life. That didn't mean I gave a shit about them or they gave a shit about me. I guess it just depends on how much of an effort you want to put in to having people in your life that you care about. And maybe there's a silver lining to being here. Maybe if you ever do get home, you'll have the confidence and desire to put yourself out there and become a part of someone's life. Being needed is a pretty good feeling, right?" She offered him a small smile. "I know I'm probably bias, but I think people would be lucky to get to know you."