Nick shook his head. "No. Well, yes, but that wasn't the direct point. No matter how many people who are here from home, we're not the people from home," he explained, looking down at his toes buried in the sand. "Back home, you have... home. All those home things that influence and shape who you are. But at some point in time that is different for all of us, the island has intercepted that timeline and those influences to bring us here. It's like a giant roadblock that has disconnected you from getting to moments in your life back home that shaped you and made you. You come here instead and it's a whole new set of experiences and influences that start to build on who you are if you're here for any length of time. Just arriving here impacts. Back home, you stay exactly the same, you leave the island, you go back to the exact moment you left without any memory of being here. But while you're here, from this moment on, you become a different you. It's your chance to time out on the you back home. You come here with your home memories, whatever it was that brought you here, and from there on, you start differently. We all still love each other here, and we're all still close friends, but it's not the same as it would be back there... and back there, well, it doesn't matter here because we can't bring any of that here with us." At Jeff's next thought, Nick just nodded and made a hand gesture for emphasis. That was exactly his point right there.

"I am sorry, though. Because I understand what it's like. I don't want you to think that I'm completely devoid of sympathy for you being shoved here to a place where nothing is the same. I just..." He paused, frowning as he thought over what it was he was trying to say. "I was one of those sorts who never asked much about back home because it didn't feel like me. It was me, but it wasn't this me. I didn't grow up and have any of those experiences you did that led you and... and me to whatever place we are together back there. We were only best friends when I came here. We had... there was that drunk night, but that was it. That was nearly ten years ago. That's ten whole years of stuff you have that I don't, Jeff. I have a different ten years to you. I have... I have ten years without you. Think about that for a moment. I know this is hard for you and confusing and a lot to get your head around, but just stop for a moment and look at it from my point of view. Ten years... no you, no us, no BFF."