"This." He knew that he was being vague, but he couldn't put his finger on exactly what it was that bothered him. His life. His...everything was so...stifling. But he knew better than to mention that. Because it would cause a fight and he just really didn't want that right now. Instead, he moved an arm around Rex's shoulders and walked close to him.

"This place, I suppose. It's gotten to be confining. Stifling. I thought I felt that way on the Barge but here...it's different. So much freedom, but really none at all."