[There's no line, no border to be crossed, so Jack doesn't quite notice the change either. At this point, he's tired enough so that even if there were a line to be crossed between Paris and home somewhere, it's entirely possible Jack wouldn't notice it.
But he notices the quiet, and appreciates it more than he realized he would. He looks around at the dark, familiar streets, and starts to feel better. He liked Paris, it was quite nice, but there's a great deal of comfort to be had in walking safe, familiar ground.]
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But he notices the quiet, and appreciates it more than he realized he would. He looks around at the dark, familiar streets, and starts to feel better. He liked Paris, it was quite nice, but there's a great deal of comfort to be had in walking safe, familiar ground.]