She gave a bored sigh at his inquiry. She had been asked this far too many times to count. Though when she had counted, it was well over one hundred and eleven. By now, she was sure she was nearing two hundred, but again, she stopped counting or caring. Not many people saw such an established woman, and one of status, as someone who could potentially see most of the world. Sure, if one is wealthy they can travel, but that's not exactly all her family did.
"You could say that, but my primary expertise relies in the Jungles. The Kishani had been my home for some time, and due to the fact I travel quite frequently, it, of all the places I've been, is more or less the only one I can consider home." Even if this was her first time returning since her father's death. And she had to wonder, did this mean she had abandoned her home? Though she told herself no place really was a home...
But even when she was younger, she had declared the Kishani her home, and her father couldn't have been more elated, considering he too, had a fascination for that lush and wild world.