A nod. "There's a whole level of that sh-- stuff. 'S big mishmash of random landscapes and city blocks and whatnot all cobbled together like an amateur cartographer after a bender." Hands shoved deep into his pockets, Dave shrugs. "No idea if there's any way to find a specific person's place short of just wandering around and looking for the familiar stuff, but some people picked some strange as hell pieces of home so at least it makes for an interesting walk."

As if he isn't one of the people with a strange as shit personal habitat. But Dave does love chucking rocks around his glass house, so whatever.