Scowl. "I need my damned life back," he retorts. He'd been fine -- money, fame, even a couple people who could stand his company. Then he'd been yanked into some shithole of another world and told he had to start from the bottom up all over again. There's Lucy, but every time he thinks about settling in and doing the best he can with this place and the people he's met here, it feels too much like giving up on what he had before. "If you can't give me that, what good's your friendship?"