John frowns. To him it isn't different. Someone can trot out that trite Home Is Where The Heart Is saying, but at this point he figures Earth, America; United States of is pretty much close enough for him. Home's got all the people he misses, all the stuff like chocolate and crap TV at 2AM and that's just scratching the very surface of it. He can get not everyone being Stepford friendly with their neighbors or hating their dump of a city, but c'mon, how can John 2 not miss anything or anyone back on Earth?
Or maybe that's just him projecting. These days he still finds it...difficult to deal with other humans after all this time.
John doesn't seem to be doing too well on the upright front. He glances over blearily at John 2. Between the booze doing its thing and everything else, he hasn't worked out yet if he feels sorry for the guy.
"Was asking both," he reaches up to try to rub at his eyes, as if that'll make it easier to have some meaningful conversation with Mr. King of the World here. "Family? Girlfriend? Hell, favorite food joint."
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Or maybe that's just him projecting. These days he still finds it...difficult to deal with other humans after all this time.
John doesn't seem to be doing too well on the upright front. He glances over blearily at John 2. Between the booze doing its thing and everything else, he hasn't worked out yet if he feels sorry for the guy.
"Was asking both," he reaches up to try to rub at his eyes, as if that'll make it easier to have some meaningful conversation with Mr. King of the World here. "Family? Girlfriend? Hell, favorite food joint."