He nodded, content to follow along quietly until they reached the kitchen. He hadn't felt like discussing things around so many other people. There was never much privacy on the train, not even in your own room. The kitchen was quieter, at least for now, and he appreciated that.

Taking a deep breath, he rubbed the back of his neck. "My boyfriend left. And things are kind of messed up back home, so..." he didn't finish. "He can take care of himself, but I should still be there."