[Her mouth shapes into an 'o', as though the thought hadn't even occurred to her - which it hadn't.] Here? But--

[He has a good point, actually. Deflating slightly, she blinks, clearly thinking it through.] ... The people have been very kind, [she admits, reluctant but not because of any grudge against them.] And I can't say that it isn't what I want, it's just....

[A lot of things. A lot of things that she's not sure it would be the best idea to talk about, but are most easily summarized with,]

... I don't belong here.