[ Jean's mouth twists a little. A small curve that only touches one corner. ]

People keep asking that. It's both a yes and a no,
on both a personal and a planetary scale.

There were people here I cared deeply about who've since returned home and some who've stayed the whole time without the respite of touching home once more. The world I was used to here has shifted in significant ways with time still settling its feet into its newest rewritten chapter, and yet the broad strokes remain the same: the names, the faces of the guilds, the requirements, the rules, the bumper lanes, and the places.

[ A beat. ]

Does it feel significantly different here to you from days ago, before the change?