"It's alright, that's how I always felt there, too. It was never really a home. Just the place where I grew up."

She shakes her head, trying hard to remember the surface again, the lighthouse where she was before. Her thoughts are hard to pry from that place, but it has the effect of opening the horizon back up again. The ocean spreads out before them, but so does the sky. Eleanor sighs, relaxing a bit. She knows it's not real, now, but the sight is a soothing one.

"I like having a sky better. It was a bit overwhelming for a while, but it's so nice to feel the sun."

Without her noticing, a deep sunburn has appeared on her face. She doesn't seem to be bothered by it, though, so it's most likely a purely aesthetic change.