And like that, she’d shifted the conversation back to something he’d figured was safe. He didn’t reply right away, thinking about the talk they’d had a few weeks ago, about talking to each other when they needed to. He wasn’t sure if this was one of those times that he ‘needed’ or even really wanted to, but he was surprised by how a simple ‘I miss home’ really affected him when he thought about it.

He missed Republic City. If he had the chance to go back, he was pretty sure he’d take it, instead of staying to see things through in Keeliai. This was a war he’d never been asked about. He was involuntarily drawn in to something he had no ties to, and he really resented it whenever he allowed his thoughts to linger there.

There was so much to look forward to back home.

After a moment, he realized he’d gotten lost in his thoughts, and he nodded quickly. “If I ever need to—I’ve got some stuff back at my suite, and there’s a few things at Stark Industries…” he trailed off again, still weighing what he actually wanted to talk about.

He hid it by taking another drink of the tea. And then, “Would you go home if you could?”