He steps back, arms crossing over his chest as he watches her, nodding a little at her question. It's a lot to deal with. He'd had some problems coping at first as well. He'd been lucky because most of the time he can find his door home, visit his aunt and come back to visit the hotel.

"About, six months I guess. I've been going back and forth between here and home though," he confesses. "I found a door back home. Not everyone does though. Sometimes, when you do, time passes differently there than here. It's like, you can be home for a few weeks and no time has passed here. Sometimes, you can't always find the door back either."