Cal hadn't been able to help the person who had mattered most to him, and while he realized, now, that he'd been just a kid five years ago, barely twelve, standing against the rise of an evil empire, it still stung at him sometimes. It was nice to know someone else had been there.
"I miss people, from before things at home got crazy, but...I feel like the last several years, well. A good friend, she became my master, after I met her, helped me become a knight, she told me I needed to do more than survive. I was starting to do that there, but I feel like I've been able to start to be okay at it here. And it's getting better all the time." He smiled.
"People like us...we've got some power to fight back here. I like that. We can make ourselves safe, again."