- This time tomorrow, he'll be back in 1918. - His own time... Would you go back to yours, if you could? - Why... would you miss me? - Jep.
- I left home a long time ago.I don't know where I really belong. Maybe that doesn't matter anymore. - Don't you get lonely? - Going home wouldn't fix that. Being here, I've seen things I've never dreamt I'd see. Loved people I would've never known if I had just stayed where I was.