[The question gives Waver pause, and his hand stills so he can concentrate on finding the right words. There's no point in scaring anyone about the situation, but to lie is even worse. Slowly, he turns everything over in his head, hoping to find something that'll strike the right balance.]

It's--

[Having no words says something in and of itself, really.]

Honestly? I haven't had a lot of time to register what it's like living here. My focus has just been making sure I can eat and that no one's coming after me in the middle of the night. That makes it sound stressful, I realize, but that's not the word I'd use at all. Closer to-- [He shakes his head, realizing the truth of the matter.] There's no words I can find, honestly.