[His smile doesn't slip, but it certainly tightens a little.]

I'm stuck in a strange world while my country might be falling apart without me back home. I have no idea what I'm doing here, or even where I'm going to stay in the long term or how I'll manage once the locals' hospitality runs out. And my closest friend doesn't even remember me.

[Basically: not great. Saralegui's smile went a bit dry, and he shrugged.]

Did you want to sit and talk, or maybe take a walk?