...You went right for the real questions, didn't you?

[He made a wry smile come up, even though he still felt a stone in his stomach. He was so thankful it wasn't the insatiable hunger he used to have on a constant basis.

Being covered in scars with a history of blood in some sight wasn't easy to face...again.]

I thought I could be in a place where none of it mattered. I could be in the sun, see my reflection, eat the food I did centuries ago, away from it all. No matter where I go, I guess my past always would come.

[Whether he means it now, huh?]

I've been spoiled rotten for once, it was a fool's errand.