[ It's a relatable sentiment. His first day, he straight-up wandered off into the orchard and started hanging out with the trees and junk. Part of the whole mystery. He's a lot more used to being confused though, realistically.

Seems like she maybe... doesn't remember this place. He's not sure if that's ironic or something. All he can think is that it's kinda sad. ]

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm good! Doin' great! Another day, another town full of toys. I mean, it's no hamster habitrail world or anything.

[ There's a nice totally stealth way to feel out the waters. ]

You okay?