[Turo gives this some actual consideration, finally folding up to sit on the ground himself.]

It's hardly the circumstances under which I always dreamed of going out into the world. But those were never going to happen in any case. [That's what makes them dreams, and not goals or plans.] The others have been very kind, even if I have not been of much use. And there's a lot to see in that world, even if it isn't the one I wanted. I'm glad I came here, I think.

[It's a bit of a realization. Turo has felt conflicted over his choice practically since he made it. He's not against helping other people to save their world, but - well, he hasn't been very useful on that front. In all likelihood, what he's been so far has mostly been "awkward" and "weird", possibly "emotionally needy". That makes it feel so much more selfish; he really did just have his life saved and give nothing back.

He gets to spend his days doing whatever he wants, though. If he wants to go outside, he goes outside. If he doesn't, he doesn't, and nobody comes along to force him. It's sort of like being a real person.]

...well, to Chicago. Although this place does have some fascinating implications.