He chuckles a little, sadly, as he starts carefully working on a French braid along one side of her head. "I know a lot about myself, at this point. I've had time. I know I'm better off here than out in the world. I know I want my friends here to stick around and keep letting me be their friend. I want more songs on the piano and a shit-ton of food so I can stop feeling like a skeleton and to sit on my sheepskin rug. I want to keep people safe. I'm not sure if that's happy exactly, but I know it's better with those things than without them."