I'm just glad we made it back here. I never thought I'd be happy to see the place again, or... that I'd call it home.

[But he's said it a few times already, this week in particular- to flop down into bed and cuddle up with Teddy, to eat a decent, freshly-cooked meal instead of rations, to wake up in his bedroom instead of a dingy barracks in three-day-old clothes.

You can't fake relief like that.]