You got a point. [He feels kind of stupid now that she's said that. What he meant was that this is the longest he's been away from home, but sometimes thoughts don't translate to words easy and get mixed up along the way.

But he grins when he's got the right song. He needed a win; he'll count this as one.]

Nah, just a few hundred songs. [A few thousand, actually, but he hasn't kept track.] Do you have music where you're from or do you just listen to all our old stuff?

[He pauses for a moment. Kills his stub of a cigarette with a mournful look, itching to reach for the pack again but knowing he has to make it last.] Thanks for staying with me, by the way.