The lights are blinding as Sebastian Stan steps onto the stage. It’s another convention, another panel. Same questions, same answers. But then a voice cuts through the usual chatter.

“How do you find yourself again when you feel like you’re just playing a role?”

Sebastian freezes. That’s not a question he’s used to hearing. It hits him harder than he expected. “Honestly? I’ve struggled with that a lot. You give so much of yourself to the world, and when you get home, you don’t recognize who’s looking back at you.” He laughed nervously. “Sometimes it’s about stepping back and remembering why you started in the first place.”

The crowd is silent for a moment. After the panel, Sebastian spots them— the person who asked the question. Their eyes meet his, and they seem almost embarrassed. Sebastian walks over.

“Hey, you’re the one who asked that question, right?” He asked, hoping the fan would be willing to chat.