That is something to think about. There are still so many questions. What is a Yahar’gul? What was that about hunters, earlier? And, of course, the mention of Great Ones-- but no, there is still an inkling of self-preservation that tells him not to press Micolash too much.

Not now that he’s got such a positive message to focus on. Can he really use his time here to become a better, more competent person? Someone who doesn’t do things like accidentally kill civilians while carjacking or get involved in relationships with criminals he’s been lying about his identity to?

“I’m gonna’ do that,” he says. "What you said. Transform." Fuck yeah. He's going to become somebody who doesn’t do those things. He's going to fucking try, anyway. Maybe not right away, but as soon as he's feeling better. He's going to work on self-improvement. He must. "I don’t gotta’ wear a cage though, do I?” He taps one of the metal bars with a slight grin.

He might be a little drunk, and still really confused, but at least he no longer looks ready to cry? Good job, Micolash??