Sometimes he does forget, not that he'll admit that right now. "I know that," he huffs defensively. For about the hundredth time, he wishes he were smart like Luck or Maiza, or at least less noticeably stupid.

"I just meant..." Think think think. Probably no way to get out of this without sounding stupid or soft or both. Sigh. "You don't have any friends up here, then?"

It probably figures that Sato wouldn't have any dependents like Muscovy to worry about--at least, Firo can't see any traces of one. And he can get not caring if random neighbors live or die, but wouldn't most people choose to settle down around friends or acquaintances in a place like this?