There's something to be said about someone who had lived through what he had. After all, not everybody lives through the destruction of their home, becoming one of the enemy, and learning you're descended from a huge, winged lizard.
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I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.