"I suppose there's a little irony there on your end, mm? One who doesn't rarely travel winding up so far from home?" Allow him his moment of dark humor, Benedict. There was so little for him to laugh at.

A moment, and a slight dip of his head in an acknowledging nod. "Forgive me. There is nothing wrong with not having cause to leave one's home. But here we both are, far from where we were."