[He nods quietly, in agreement. The world had become a home, but there hadn't been one single place in it--aside from the obvious 'wherever my people are'--that he'd have actually called home until they'd all moved into the house. They'd moved from place to place without ever really thinking of somewhere to return to.]

You're getting your badges, you're...I don't know, working things out, right?

And we'll be here when you get back.

[He doesn't think about the what ifs that are unavoidable, saying something like that.]

Ha, we won't give you a moment's peace.