[ Orpheus gives a sympathetic look at that mention of home, but doesn't comment on it further since, well. If she thinks the less said the better, then so be it. ]

We do seem to be well spoiled for choice, here, turned out on our own with little in the way of direction, much like a youth leaving the house of their parents for the first time and venturing into the world. [ He glances back at 'mom's house, and thinks about how on the nose that was. ] Though I have gathered that this place specifically is called Pallet Town, from passing conversations. A strange name for a town, but very quaint!