Me turning on you? That’s what you think and you’re still coming back with me?

[Either her humor somehow is drier than his, or she’s an even sadder sack than he is.]

…Listen, I’m just trying to be helpful. Maybe that sounds like a lie you’ve heard before but I mean it.

[And anyway, it all clicks into place with the bar dancing bit. At least where he’s from, they don’t just dance. But for a courtesan to pay to the house rather than a madame is sad. The barkeeps don’t always care about her the way a matron might.]

… And I left home to live in a cave. And that’s the truth. It’s hardly glamorous either. [He brightens. ] I did at least get to see the world a hundred times over.

It makes this archipelago seem small in comparison, if I’m honest.

[He holds to door for her into the apartment lobby and nods towards the stairs.] I’m just up a floor.