He's still confused by this city--so much space, and so many people and...not all crammed together. Except their communal housing, which was crammed, but still...not awful. Things had color, and there was space and don't even get him started on the food.

And sure, the girl wasn't talking to him. Probably. But hey, talk in his direction, and he'll talk right back. Rules of the road. Or something.

"Worse things than being lonely."