[He does know the story well enough, and it is not something he cares to delve into again. If Angel wanted to talk about it, sure, but if she doesn't, there are far better subjects to talk about.

He just nods.]

We had plenty of flowers where I came from, but there wasn't the kind of range you have here. It makes sense. We only had the land between the walls. There is only so much different kinds of terrain you can fit in there.

When I dreamt of going beyond the walls, I always hoped I'd be able to find new flowers and plants. The kind no one had ever seen. [Even if there was no strategic importance to them, just the act of discovery was exciting.] I guess in a way I got that wish even if it wasn't in the way I was expecting.

[He is beyond the walls now, even if it is in a way that he would never have been able to conceptualise when he was young.]