Used to. Joel tilts his head, because he'd thought about fleeing his current residence after learning about losses and just how unpredictable the castle can be, but in the end they'd (him and his partner) decided that the good outweighed the potential for bad.

Without infected, military or cutthroat survivalist groups around every corner, it's been a good trade-off. So far. They're only a few months in at Paradisa. He takes a step closer now, casual and nonthreatening.

"Why'd you leave?"