[Farther back is an understatement. Try Ireland, thousands of years ago...]

It was surprising, but Father is a god and he told me all about fairy realms! This isn't really a fairy realm...

[No fairies, obviously.]

...but it is like one! That was enough to help me calm down. A lot of people helped me figure stuff out, and I still had Little Dia with me, so I never had to be alone!

[As he speaks, a small blue and green butterfly appears out of his hair and starts fluttering near the boy's head. Diarmuid holds out a hand and the butterfly lands gently on it.]

This is Little Dia! Father made him for me!