"Depends on how much I decide to run," he said, suddenly rather intense, and serious in those words. "If I chose to, eventually I'll have to leave here. They'll find me easy enough here," he admitted, shrugging as if that was nothing, as if it didn't matter. Despite all he was going to go through when the time came. There was always hell to pay in the end.

"Yeah, I know that feeling. How it is with my family," he said, taking a drink. "Why they need me to come back." Of course it didn't explain why he didn't want to come back, and what it was he would answer for or why.