[There's something about the way she words it that sticks in his mind. Gran Pulse was a big place, but empty; vast stretches of nothing as far as the eye could see. It didn't matter how big the larger world was -- his village, his entire life, was so much smaller than that. A tiny speck of life, struggling to survive in a vast sea of nothing. As much as he had wanted to hope there must be more, it...never ended up being true. It was only him, in the end. The last.]

Less was all I knew for a long time. To be honest? I sort of envy people who can look at this place and think it's no big deal. [He's quiet for a second, thinking on that. He could have stayed in New Bodhum forever, feeling the sun and listening to the waves. Arguing with Gadot, exploring with Serah. If he hadn't felt so strongly about changing the future...maybe his life would have been a little more like this. It's bittersweet, as is the faint smile he gives.] You're right, though. It's nice to know someone else gets it.

[Well, sort of. As much as anyone can, at least.]