"Look North this is wonderful and all, but settling down here?" I ask.

"Of course! You are Guardian and you are the right man for fun!" He yells.

"You do realize that I've been trying to bust in here for centuries, right?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Now we are wiping clean the slightest." He says.

I look around. 

"It's a little small." I say.

"Well... all other rooms are full of yetis." He points out.

"Look, I'm not sure I want to settle." I say.

"You are Guardian, still the choice is yours." He says.

"Thanks for this but..." I start.

"What's wrong Jack?" He asks.

"Nothing. Nothing." I say.

I turn.

"I'm just not ready to settle down." I say.

I've never had a home before. I mean I do, but home is a very strong word. I never thought about having a bed. I usually sleep on the ground or whatever. I'm not used to having friends mainly because I've been invisible for 300 years. I grip my staff. This is all so weird and new. It feels... alien. It's hard to explain, really.

"I'll catch you later I have snow days to create." I say.