Where Jacob was from was something entirely different from where Cain was from. Even if they were the same person, even if Jacob was merely a fake life made to help Cain live in the present, the same world was two vastly different kinds of places between Jacob's life and Cain's experiences. There were easy ways to answer this that Cain considered, but the girl was vulnerable right now and needed honesty. Just maybe not the truth buried inside of it.

"It's an amazing place," he said gently. Not to match her hoarseness, but in respect to it. That exhaustion was well-earned, looking for someone she obviously treasured. "People everywhere. Information whenever you could want it. I didn't grow up anywhere good," he continued. Even if slavery back in his childhood had been completely different from what it had evolved into during the present day, being the spoils of war and old enough to know better made the life incredibly difficult. "But I had my brother, and we made it okay. There's good and bad there just like anywhere else. Like there's good here, too."