[ She questions, expression furrowed. 'Home' had always been a concrete place, until she'd voluntarily forsworn home and family for exile. Things had gotten a little muddled the hundred years after that, but even so, 'home' had always been more a reality than an ideal. ]
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[ She questions, expression furrowed. 'Home' had always been a concrete place, until she'd voluntarily forsworn home and family for exile. Things had gotten a little muddled the hundred years after that, but even so, 'home' had always been more a reality than an ideal. ]
You don't have a place or people you think of?
[ Not impossible, but strange all the same. ]