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I've noticed the trend towards asking our fellow transports philosophical questions on this network. While I can't say I particularly see the appeal, there is something about which I am curious of others' opinions.

Namely - how would you define a home?

If it's not something you'd wish to talk about, there's no point in answering; similarly, I don't mind answering, myself, for the curious - it's only polite when asking, after all.

( before anyone bothers with either of those points. homes aren't something he's thought about in years, really, fairly certain of the fact that he doesn't have one anymore; but after eight months or more in exsilium...he's starting to, a little bit. )

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You seem to be contradicting yourself, talking about it being not just a single place but then using words like 'always.'

[She blinks but then laughs sheepishly.]

Ah, well, you do bring up a good point...I apologize for the confusion. I guess looking back on my own life, I've had three places so far that can be considered to be my home. This place is slowly getting there but it's going to take more time.

You would consider this place on the same level as the others?

[She shrugs.]

Maybe in hindsight, but it's hard to say for now. Still, I'm not going to waste time whining about not being at home. I just got to do whatever I can to make the best of things. It's frustrating that there's no way to contact my loved ones from my home and the other world I was in.

I understand if you don't want to talk about it, but other world?

[She nods.]

I don't mind sharing at all. This isn't the first time I was dropped into a completely different world. Before here, I was in an alternate Earth where other captives and I lived on an island off the American east coast called Prospero. I was there for more than a year.

We weren't lucky enough to keep our powers but we were able to summon psychic manifestations of personalities called Persona. They were our only effective way of defeating these creatures called Shadows that would attack us every night at midnight.

We spent our time trying to figure why were brought there but every lead became a dead end. On top of that, with every full moon, strange things happened.

Strange? Like what?

[She taps her chin in thought as she tries to remember the events.]

Let's see... There was the time a chunk of the local population disappeared only to come back as zombies that attacked . Another time was when a Shadow would take our form and reveal the stuff we keep to ourselves. Then there was an event we did have some of our powers back but they went eventually haywire and even backfired on us.

So in short, it's not very different from this place.

( WHAT AN AWFUL THOUGHT )

Pretty much. Also like here, death is not a permanent thing. I....have some experience regarding that to say the least. Despite that, I have gotten much stronger since then.

[She looks off to the side. Also guess who had the record of dying the most. She did got better though.]

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