“I remember when I came here. I was terrified. And I came from Illinois, not some alternate world.” Not that Fiyero had said he was afraid and, even if he was, Kitty didn’t expect him to admit it. While he’d definitely figured out that Fiyero masked his real feelings with humour, he also realised that he was pretty good at hiding the truth.

“I just try to be the person I had, to make it a little easier.” Kitty offers his own soft small, as if to say ‘it’s okay if you’re not okay’ without actually saying the words. “Goodnight Fiyero. You know where I am if you need anything.”