"Since I left, actually." His tired eyes seemed fixated blankly near the light above. He swallowed. "I would love to return soon. Staying here is nice, but I miss my friends and family terribly. I write letters often." Talking about his loved ones sunk an even bigger print on his heart that urged him to see their faces once again. Shinon had the same effect on him, but the healer tried to spend time with him- well, as much as Shinon would allow. He was a touchy person and wasn't exactly pleasant company a huge chunk of the time. It was as though belittling people was casual sport to the sniper... pinning people with insults and smart remarks and then brushing them off. He never wanted to be happy.