If misery is normal, at least it's reliable. He's really over Baedal, but is it any better than home? How exactly does one make a judgment call between citizen of a police state egalitarian in its brutality as opposed to exiled and widely hated minority? He's fleeing the police either way, it's almost comforting. Some things don't change. Maybe he'll get good at it.

He needs to stop thinking about this, it's fucking with his head.

Wolfgang glances over his shoulder, as if he's checking (this... is a concern, yes, it wouldn't be the first time this week that he wandered off somewhere and forgot where he was going and why), but he turns back before he speaks so she doesn't have to strain to hear him. "Yeah. Lost track?" That's not teasing, no, it's the most likely conclusion.