"I don't think I can live with Postman Pat. He's too busy." He would like to, he imagined it would be really nice. He missed lying on the couch/bed in the mornings, watching Postman Pat while his mom slept. He missed stale cereal and the familiar comforts of him. The new places were scary, uncomfortable and no one was any nicer than his mom. So why not just go back to his mom.

"You always say I'll like them but I never, ever do."

And he didn't wanna do it all again. He was so very tired. He ruffled his dirty hair and squinted up at Gunn, wondering why they kept doing this. "I wanna go home."