"I might be." His heart wasn't quite in the attempted return of the volley. His eyes stayed, for the moment, out over the water. "It just-- feels less alone here. Maybe just smaller, but... even if I went back to Karcag, it--"

His brow furrowed slightly, attention downcast as he turned back toward the older man.

"It just feels, if I died here? Someone would find me. And bury me. You know that feeling?"