[He lets out a laugh that's a little wry, though the reason for that might not be apparent.]

That is what it boils down to, isn't it.

[When you don't feel like you've ever really had a home, you look for one where you can... he supposes. After a brief pause to consider that, he adds, half-joking:]

But the airs I put on must be working, for you to say that. Part of the appeal is avoiding anyone who might want something from me.