"A home," he repeated with another nod. He'd always felt like escaping the ones he'd had in the past, but Eziya knew him better than anyone. She wouldn't mind if he spent half a day climbing a tree to the very top, as long as he didn't die and they had enough food for supper that night.
"Yes. If we see somewhere we like. A place for all our trinkets." He didn't really want to give any away, not if they had a whole space to fill, but maybe one or two could go to the kids they'd met. Some of them had been a lot of fun. Easier than snapptrotters, at least.
"I'll teach you anything you want to know. And I'll try to learn, too." If he could sit still for an hour, tracking the patterns of movement that made his marks easier to rob, he could probably wrap some bandages too. He just had to try.