[ A month. It seems both far off and close. And he knows it'll pass quickly, since the last half year has done exactly that while she's been here. ]

Homeland, yeah?

[ He has mixed feelings over her leaving. Six months ago he never would've thought he'd be toeing the line of upset about not having a roommate. Yet here he is, not precisely looking forward to her going. Studying abroad will be good though, particularly for her field. There's also the matter of her finding her family again—he has a feeling they're definitely out there still. ]

Oh yeah, I can finally clean up all the mess you leave behind. [ Obviously he's sarcastic, because she's tidy and keeps to herself. It's also easier to joke right now (or any time, really) than it is to dig deeper and say he's going to miss her. Because it's not like he won't be able to send her emails or call. This isn't the dark ages. ]

I'll have to ask Lizabeta about her taste in films.