It wasn't an entirely unfamiliar sentiment. Even if Jack didn't come from a war-torn world, there were several things that--from the sound of it--would make his life considerably less happy than he always seemed to be in Keelai. Friends. People who cared about him.

Midii had some of those too. Now. Maybe not as many as Jack, but it had been a very, very long time since she'd felt comfortable enough to trust anybody who wasn't Papa or her brothers...enough that she could be herself. Not just a cover story.

"Do they want to stay, too? The friends you've made."

An important question, in her mind, if they were the driving force of his desire not to return.