Cyril chuckles a bit. "I am hardly that, I think, but it served its purpose." He seems pretty satisfied himself.

"It is good to know I can still manage it though. There are so many skills that I was raised with, skills engrained in me since I was a child, that I haven't put to use since I was taken. A part of me always worried that all of it would have faded by now." He paused, considering the woods around him for a moment.

"There are a great many things about my people that bother me, but there's good there too, I think." He shrugged. "At least I hope so, or else there was a lot that I tried to cling to that would end up being meaningless."