"The ponds, a lot of the time, and the people. I miss the feeling of being home more than anything else." Especially after having gone months without it before, especially after the loss of people he called home the most. It has led to him appreciating home itself more keenly than he had before.

The question makes him shake his head as he begins to guide the boat towards the pods. He thinks, based on his guess of time, it might be alright to pick one or two.

"The lakes will be dark," he admits, voice quiet. "But the disciples will light lanterns along the pier, so we'll be able to see well enough."