Saul sat on the couch, putting a hand over his face after she stopped talking. He ran it down the length of his face, looking a bit tired and shocked. "If I hadn't seen you turn into a cat and clean my apartment without picking up a broom or mop, I would have sent you a funny farm. So, do you miss your old home, do you want to go back? I wouldn't know how to or if you know, but that's awesome. Your story, I mean."