“What of me?” He asks. He is unsure what Pitch is referring to, exactly.

“I suppose… I miss those who have left. But if they have indeed returned to their own worlds as Fuu and Owain surmise, then I am glad for them.” He hides his expression behind the fan of feathers. “Though I would like to know why they left. It is strange that some of us stay and others depart.”

He regards Pitch with sudden interest. “What about you? You must come from an… interesting place.” To put it mildly. Are all people from your world tall and shadowy? What a place that must be! “Do you want to return?”