"Well, I should've been able to defend myself because of my rogue friend's lessons...turns out not many of those lessons stuck as long as I don't have a knife."

He can feel the judgment from here, okay? And it burns.

"She taught me how to handle myself should I find myself without-" And that's when Phil realized he was...human again. Gone were the Maeve given powers or the ability to make potions on the fly with the local magic, he was back to basics. "W-without my shapeshifting."

He was wobbly for a second, it'd been so long and now he truly felt alone.