My brave, beloved boy. Look at him! Look at how brave he is! Look at how strong he is! Look at him! Beloved boy. Look at how brave and strong he is and how brilliant he is. Such a good boy, the best boy.
And he gets what he wants in the end! He comes out and he leaves, he gets to go back to the place he's free. He's finally, truly, free. This beloved boy.
phone apps (as imperial concubines) trying to get past your privacy settings, ft. a musical number that ends with a "Throw Her into the Cold Palace" bit about the phone manager app. literally how am i supposed to explain this show to people.