Grateful though Eden knows she should be — grateful though she is — simply to be alive, she finds herself deeply jealous of Eames. She doesn't know him or his story, why he traveled so much, whether or not he, like her, can't go back. All the same, he traveled. He saw more of the world than she ever did, than she ever will. "For business?" she guesses. "I've never even left the States. Except for these little exploits, of course. Although I did live in L.A. for a while."