Perhaps they thought you'd settle.

... I couldn't stand it either. Every day, I'd wake up and look out on the same place, the same fake sky, same fake clouds. The weather was always the same - slightly warm, no rain, bright day. There were no seasons. Nothing changed. The only difference, day to day, was - 'who is left today? who has disappeared, never to be mentioned again?'

Change is my nature. The lack of it... perhaps it drove me to bad decisions too early. If I'd waited - I probably could have kept going, if I'd tried.