{ Truth Serum }

“You must mean aside from a home to return to,” The words cost him, and he wondered for a moment why he would even draw the point, or admit the truth, “I suppose if I forgot the sight and sounds of my home being destroyed, of the men who protected my family being slaughtered, of my mother and grandmother dying on the ground like animals, I might be quite eager to return to Spanish shores. As it is – I can no more forget those things, than I can my real name. There is no home for me in spain, Armando – surely you know this as well as I do. Why press this scar while it is still tender enough to be made a wound?”