"Not for a lengthy amount of time before, no. But it wasn't the jungle planet because fuck that one, and it wasn't the one that was mostly water. Options suck, blah blah lesser of evils."

Or something like that.

She exhales softly, mostly. And pauses for a beat or two. "I know it wasn't really kind to anyone and probably never will be, so I may just be saying a no shit thing here, but I'm sorry. About what life in the city dealt you." His particular set of circumstances seemed especially unfair -- the ageing and deaging curse he was dealing with here, and the shit sandwich that was awkward exes and dead friends, et cetera.