Yeah... together we're beautiful, a home made from a found family. [ She smiles, pointing at the flowers. ] They're all weeds of some kinds, to show our strength. [ Wink! ]

...but just like people have to go through a lot of pain to find the place they belong, our roots have been cut... and remaining in one place without going forward will eventually make us bleed out. Then we will never find home and will only be 'here'.