[ so many here are angy guarded strays. ]

It must have been hard to leave all you've known. 'Twas your home, after all, but a door opens when another closes. I won't be presumptuous to assume where you will go, where you've gone, what you've found, and what you haven't, but... I do hope you find home again.

[ With the mushrooms gathered, he places them. I guess on this table and starts dusting. ]

Does this subject make you uncomfortable?