"I'm glad we're going home," she admits, folding her arms and propping her chin on the backs of her hands. "We need to."

'Need' might be a strong word, but it pretty much feels like a need. Something very close to one, at the very least.

"I cannot tell you precisely why - but, you know that impatient feeling you get when you're stuck in the same place for too long?"

Like one tiny town or one tiny part of the sky.

"The world is so big and we can see it - and you know where everything is," the smile's a bit eager, a bit excited. "There are plenty of things to see before we have to do anything even remotely responsible."