"They're..." He thought of the Vox Machina. Of the insane, broken, brilliant men and women that had been his family after he'd lost his own. He thought of Scanlan, irreverent and unpredictable but reliable in the clutch. He thought of Grog, strong, with a heart even stronger than his rage. Of Vax, dark, searching, trying to prove something. He reminded Percy of himself. Keyleth, his best friend, the light to his darkness and the optimism to his cynicism.

Vex'ahlia. Beautiful Vex'ahlia, who had his heart. Who was his match in wit and guile.

And Pike, the best of them all. The one whose trust they all worked to be worthy of.

"The're all completely mad. And they recently saved the world."