[ he wants to believe he still has a home, at least. falco nods, let’s a quiet oh slip past his lips, and uses his hands to help with speaking. ]

I lived in an internment zone with Mom and Dad until I was . . . Five, I think? In a city called Liberio. It’s in Marley. [ whether that would make a difference since so many worlds are different, he still said it. the time is a little muddled because he was certainly too young, and there was a stop in celebrating birthdays the second he was strong enough to carry a rifle. ] I was out for most of the time, so, things would change a lot. But it was . . . Alright. [ his “alright” is a little doubtful, mostly because it wasn’t the best and he wants change, but there’s fear of being ungrateful. things could be better, but they could also be much worse. oh— a little twinkle, even if he uses past tense: ] And I had a big brother, so we were together more than with our parents when we were out.