“It’s alright. It’s over now.” (He hopes.) “Now we get to be here, where there’s fresh air and real grass and flowers, and weather, and bugs—and animals! And real food.” He lifts his piled plate as a demonstration.

“And of course, new friends. This is a truly, truly generous welcome. It’s a bit difficult for me to be so somber now when my heart is bursting with gratitude.”

He is both, though, of course.