Orphanages were good, safe places in Chryse. But like anything else, they were a privilege. One that had price attached, not only in money but the body someone like him might have had to put on the line to earn it. Mikazuki nods once, tilting the books in his grasp to consider them again.

"There were ways to gain skills." Even without an education. "Especially because they weren't really proper jobs."

But it still paid, and it filled up the gap in between a choice he made and the path he chose to enact it. Maybe it'd just brought him here in the end, but... speaking of here. Mikazuki lifts his gaze to see the residential district.

"Which one?"