[He sits by Break’s side, enjoying the man’s reaction and noting details he should correct so the place will look even more like the original.]

It does…Though I would rather feel homesick than…

[He shrugs. Lost? Desperate? It is so hard to have a point of reference these days. He makes a small noise, something between amusement and annoyance.]

I…fear I am not particularly fond of change. This is not the same as tampering with time, is it? It is not a sin.

[Though he seems to be trying to persuade himself rather than Break. Is he allowed such good things? Maybe he isn’t. Maybe the energy he is spending on this could be used for coffee making or that abomination called air conditioning.]