[It's a difficult question. Elaine thinks for a few moments before she responds, and when she does her tone isn't quite sentimental, but matter-of-fact.] I haven't had a real home in a long time. If you asked me where I lived, I'd be able to answer you. But is it a home? [Her most recently life had been one as a guardian spirit protecting a whole universe. And a universe wasn't quite personal enough to be called a home.] I miss lots of people though. I think about them all the time. [Her tone sounds more melancholy now, and she pauses in the assembly of the rifle.]

Do you miss yours?