Well, I do miss moving stuff with my mind. [He wiggles his fingers jokingly for emphasis.] But I wasn't all that happy there. When I started to remember things, I really wanted that life to be true instead.

[He was lonely in Portland, and found friends there, but... it wasn't the same. It wasn't full of promises and happy summers and people waiting for them.

Yuya puts a hand over his chest, where the mark is.] I really wanted to go home, right then.