"And now you're here and you can be whoever the fuck you want," he says, even though that doesn't always feel true. He goes back and forth, sometimes certain of who he is, sometimes lost in the memories that come and go, the lives he used to lead.

He's a leprechaun who has been a king who has been a bird and a god and a warrior. Some days he still doesn't know which one he is.

What he knows is that in this place, he has pillars. Foundations. He has Spike. People like Greta, like Jyn, like Rapunzel, and that helps.