[He misses his bed, his couch, the warm blanket he had to curl up under. The letters he had and never sent. The drinks.]

She, doesn't understand it, many don't. She was lucky I was grounded when you brought her too me, I can't promise I'll be there in the coming years.

[He has a ship, and for the first time in a while he's realizing what it's taking him away from.]