[After another moment of surveying everything, he glances sidelong at Liem again, giving the man his full and sometimes unnervingly focused attention. He means it respectfully, but... sometimes, it's a bit much.]

Yes, it did. No one judged me while I was there. [Not that anyone here was being judging except for maybe the ever-cautious Hayame.] The air was cool, and the night was welcoming.

[Zenith land and Highstorm are aesthetically perfect for him.]

But I'm not interesting in playing a god, and I do not want to be the one creating a world for others. My planet was a harsh place, but it was being salvaged by the humans who were again trying to flourish. I want that for them. I don't mind staying here for it.