Dugan makes a cup of hot chocolate for himself. "Thank you," he says, as he sits, "for everything." He smiles at her, a genuinely happy smile, before glancing down at his cup. "Well," he says slowly, "I guess my world is ok, although it's nothing like this." He looks up at her, searching for understanding. "I mean, like I said before, there are a lot of the same landmarks, but they're different... not as interesting as here." He wraps his hands around the cup, allowing the heat from the liquid to pour into his fingers, as he pauses, gathering his thoughts. "I'm a student there," he says after a little bit, then adds with a sad smile, "Well, at least for the time being. I wasn't doing to well." He stops again, and this time seems unwilling to continue.