[ His words do come across as comforting in nature and it causes Jean to smile a little as she takes a moment to think. ]

It's good that they're not here... not tangled up in everything that goes on and will probably continue to go on here.

[ That makes sense, doesn't it? Since this isn't their home. ]

But there's still that little voice in the back of your head... that one that wishes they were here sometimes, even when you try to be hopeful or... I don't know, more logical about it all?

[ She pauses for a moment and then smiles a little again, chewing on her lower lip. ]

Would you want them to return here? Or is that selfish to want?